Evil Kitty’s recent allergic attack of imperfections in life as imagery of sea otter floating on its back while trying to crack open its favorite shell foods with rock-like objects. Frustrated to work so hard and get so little morsel!
Found place in small world by making use musical talent; for the Lawd humors at us mortals. Won’t get far other than be a thuggish nun-like, single “sister” on the outskirts/outer fringes in a strange sort “Sister Act” movie play where “they call it whoopie” for nothing.
Hissy fit of dismay continues…
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