My cat
Krishna said me to evening:
- My
girlfriend asked me to a party.
- Oh!
- But I
have a problem.
- ???
- She
lives in the USA.
- So
what?
- I fear
to go to the USA.
- Why?
- I am a
red. They regard the red cats as terrorists and separatists. They think only
the black cats and some white cats have the right to exist. I'll put into Guantanamo Bay detention camp as a terrorist. I am too young to die.
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