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I got my first cat when I was 9.
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| Yo, DexX, update my character. I need a cat. | |
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| No can do, mate. I'm not even born yet. | |
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Shortly after I went away to camp, he (the cat, not DexX, who was probably a safely gurgling infant at that point) died, but my family didn't tell me.
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| Hold on a second, I think I hear your sister. | |
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Thus traumatized, I never left home again. Wait, that's not true. I went postal and shot up the whole neighborhood.
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| No can speak: Cat-a-tonic. | |
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