I was awoken this morning to the sound of my phone's text message beep:
From: J [Apr 30, 4:47am]
Catbuuuuuuud
As J's fragile constitution and weak body prohibit him from staying out past 10:30pm, we can only deduce one possible scenario: J got up at 4:00am and headed down to the New Orleans public library to work on his screenplay (most likely, to stick it to his friend Catman). Many suspect this "screenplay" does not actually exist and speculate that J gets into the office at 5am and sits quietly, waiting until Catman arrives so that he may trample him as he sits atop his high horse.
J told all the new orleans girls about his groodbud the catman. There are now many beds in the french quarter waiting for the catman to knead.
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