A cat of industry
Given that this is a tortoiseshell, tremble before her.
it is missing a flail
“Boss wants to see you”
I dint do nuthin!
That big potat is straight out of a Dickens novel.
I’ll bet its name goes something like Ebenezer Pottlewick Grimshaw.Now that’s a name
He fur sure fired upon his striking workers.
fired upon
oh dear
I have a strong urge to not deal catnip anywhere near his city
Kittus Vanderbilt, 1887, colorized
Nandor the Purrlentless
He reigns with a cruel, fluffy fist.
The Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch was as constipated as he was grim. Some said Mister Fluffybottom had seen all kinds of shit except his own, though they didn’t dare saying it when he was near.
“Nee Jabba no badda.”
Boss Tweed-ass son of a tomcat
The moustache I can only envy
Bobo Del Rey vibes