Occupy Movement

31 Jan

Poor Trixie was sitting all alone on a chair when she looked over and saw some fat cats sitting on a much better chair, getting much warmer rays of the sun. “That’s not fair,” she thought in her little pea brain. “I should be sitting with those fat cats and getting warm sun and probably a sausage pizza or a marrow bone or something.” So she went over and occupied their chair. The end.

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