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I am bored. This is normal and usually ignored, but today it is especially bad.

So I am going to entertain myself through the magic of writing a stupid post in a blog nobody reads.

On the subject of cats.

Cats are furry. Their main difference from dogs lies in their lack of annoying barking. This does not mean cats are not annoying.

Cats were invented in 1066 at the Battle of Hastings when they were needed for cat-a-pults which had also just been invented. They proved ineffective and were soon replaced by the superior rock.

Rocks are made of stone. Stones are made of rock. This is confusing. Confusion tastes much like strawberries.

Strawberries are found on trees and are tasty. Deceptively tasty. They cause you head to asplode painfully. This is not very good at all. Therefore the next question is obviously "why do the hats want to eat my brain?"

The answer is obviously that you have no spork. The spork is the only known way of fighting the hats. Right, I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about anymore, so let's talk about names that begin with "M". Like "Mark" or "Mary" or to a lesser extent "Megan", which is a thuroughly undesirable name and if you have it I reccomend you change your name to Seigfried immediately. That means YOU, Megan.

People whose names begin with M are the only people allowed to be in charge of MI6. Some of them have one letter names, which are obviously "M".

...right, I'm bored again.

...sod it, I'm going to go watch Indiana Jones again.

...and my VCR is broken.

...crap.