My daily visit from one of the quirky ladies from town was espcially funny today. She was telling me about her cat, one of her many. She said, “My cat’s name is Oliver but my son calls him Jelly Bean. Because he’s got his knicker-bobbers chopped off.”
How am I supposed to keep a straight face when hearing tales like these?
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I couldn’t do it. I would be smirking and disguising laughter as coughs.
That is hilarious!!! I don’t know how you would keep a straight face. I just heard the other day that that same lady just cut open a neighbours screen door so, without them knowning so that their cat could get in, SCARY!
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