Mister Smee is irony-free.
(and
that’s no joke, yo.)
Sadly,
like so many earnest young ________s,
The Smitty has little sense of humor.
"Where’s
the sun? Where’s my foods? Where’s a convenient lap?”
It’s
Smitty-on-top-get-it-over-with-quick. So much for feline finesse, huh, Mr.
Smee.
“Whatever.
Got any food?”
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