Sugadaddy Muthusamy

So a mother asks, "What do you want for lunch? Pizza, or burgers?"

The kid has a hard time trying to decide, 'cause he likes both, you see.

So after hours of long, hard thinking, the kid decides to go with the burger, eventhough what he really wanted was the pizza. But the pizza was more expensive, right, and he felt bad about wasting his mom's money. He doesn't know his mom honestly doesn't mind spending more.

Okay, so he went with the burger.

Then when the burger arrives, he realizes, wuttashit, it's rotten. The cheese smells bad, the bread is rubbery, the entire thing is inedible.

Unfortunately, his mom was tired from her trip to the burger shop and didn't want to go out and get him the pizza.

So in the end, the kid is left with nothing. No burgers, and worse yet, no pizzas.
Curse the burgers, he says.

Analogy. Go figure.

*****

There's this orange tabby cat there's always around our garden. It looks young, and it has a suger daddy. Guess who?

Yeah, my stupid house cat.

I did mention my house cat is old, it is now even starting to lose its teeth. Why would a young, nice looking tabby cat befriend an old man like him?

To get food from him, that's why.

My cat likes that orange tabby a lot, and he always, always eats half of his food, and leaves the rest to the orange tabby.

And the tabby cat, well, it must be feeling awfully happy, having a generous sugadaddy like my house cat. And they're almost always together.

Well, well. Cats aren't too much different from humans, then.

Reminds me of the guy who started Playboy. He's now about 80+, and in this photograph of him on the net, he has SIX girls with him, three on each side.

When I say six girls, I do mean girls. Not old women with boobies sagging down south.

I think I read it somewhere, him saying that he has a handful of girlfriends. My grandfather, at 80, has ONE WIFE. This wrinkled guy has a HANDFUL of GIRLFRIENDS.

These blonde girls, they tend to give of this bimbotic, dumblonde impression, but if you think about it, they are waaaaay clever. In a mean kind of way. I mean, the guy's already 80+, how long can he live, yeah? A couple more years, he dies, and she gets his money. Utter genius.

Still. It's sickening to think that my stupid house cat is being taken advantage of by this orange tabby cat. Sure, she's young, she's good looking (hey, she is orange), but giving her half his food? Stupidity.

But then again, it's my house cat. Stupidity is expected of him. (Did I meantion that we've got this new door with grill-holes bigger than the cat, and the cat wanted to enter the house, but it kept stupidly meow-ing at us to open the door, until my sister finally put her hand through the grill hole to show him that the grill holes, are holes.)

Anyway.

Go listen to Oasis's Importance of Being Idle. Here's a song that's so very nice. The best thing about it is, it has fun lyrics. Fun, but not entirely stupid.