I thought I should share the text message conversation I had with my brother a couple of weeks back. One of those conversations where the mind truly boggles. I have, believe it or not, censored what he says. This conversation took place at 2 AM. I was in stitches... the very end is the best bit. And, for the record, we don't have a cat.Joel: Matthew?
Me: Yes?
J: I think I just heard a cat meowing
J: Really loudly.
J: FROM DOWNSTAIRS.
Me: ...what?!
J: YES.
J: You see, everyone in our house seems incapable of closing the back door at night
J: So if there is a cat
J: It's there.
Me: Get my black sword and investigate. It's by my Lilith altar.
J: ...what.
Me: In the cupboard. Just in case it's something from my side of the tracks.
J: WHY IS THAT NECESSARY.
J: WHAT.
Me: It's not.
J: WHY WOULD YOU SUMMON A FUCKING CAT?!
Me: The mew the merrier?
J: DRAGON YEAH. ENDER OF ALL WE KNOW SURE. BUT A FUCKING CAT?! WHAT YOU TRYING TO DO?! HOPE ITS GOT OPPOSABLE THUMBS SO IT DOES SHIT FOR YOU?!
J: Anyway, your side of the fucking tracks. YOUR side of the fucking tracks?! Nuh uh that's your thing! It'll be my luck for the cat to start offering me a fucking poisoned fucking apple and then it's going to turn into some anti-god shit and fuck me for the rest of fucking eternity! WITH the fucking sword too! Nuh uh! You on your OWWNNN
Me: Relax. I didn't summon a cat.
J: Well that's a relief.
J: WHY WOULD I NEED THE SWORD THOUGH?!
Me: Oh, never mind. Just go and let Tiddles or whatever out.
J: ….nahhhh.
J: Bit comfy.
J: Kitty can wait.
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