The Cat's on My Chest, Isn't It?

He knocked on my door, and then just like slams, it opened. And he is like, reaching down to pick up the cat, and heis like, op, sorryh ha, ha,ha, ha. Y why das the cat become this vehicle for yors ta be wer morso fove i drop my kinga? That is pluck a gory wis at your computer hanging. Ou, so funnyy i suai se him coming up orei some good b omy plese yet it's so godar o oana,. In his room. O did she, did you like to notice when you were a zoo animal in the glass enclosure