HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was busy writing my personal vows to say to SlyCat during our wedding coming up this Sunday. Suddenly my pet human sneaked up on me, grabbed me, and shoved me into the prison box!
She picked up the box, put it into the car with her, and she drove off with me to a secret location.
Help!! I don’t know where I am!
How will SlyCat find me? Will I be allowed furlough to attend the wedding? I don’t even know what crime I’ve committed. I’ve demanded an attorney, but she just laughs. Apparently my pet human has never heard of habeus corpus! What a rat fink, low life, *!&#!*!!!! Well you get the picture.
I demanded justice! But my pet human said to stop being so melodramatic. We just moved to a new house.
I don’t believe her. Deep down, she jealous that I’m getting married before she is.
Someone call the cops! Call the National Guard! Send in the troops! Send lawyers, guns and money!
Don’t worry, Sly! I’ll be there at the altar somehow, someway!
Skittles

























