By du way, im Whiskas. I hijaked mah moms phone (or u no as Biotamia) at 10:36 pm and I rote dis. BTW I dont no how to tipe that well, so ya. Deres mah selfe. Engoy.

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Aimee: Okay Mike, so u and my cat don't get along, so ur goal is to train her to like you by the time I get back.

Mike: but she runs away from peple she dont know, and she only likes u and ur famly!!!

Aimee: exactly. *leves*

Mike: *sigh* 0kay . . . Whiskas!!

Cindy: ya?

Mike: wow. I caled for Whiskas!

Cindy: exactly! *sets Whiskas on the table in front of him and leves* hapy training!

Mike . . . Wow. *sits in front of meh* ok, Whiskas. U have to like me by the end of the day, so at least be a good cat and lisen. All I want you to do is spin!

Meh: lol no

Mike: y r u so imposble?!?!

Meh: cuz I can be

Mike: *sigh*

Mango's Parrot head (im caling him Mark cuz y not): what r u doing?

Mike: trying to train Aimee's cat to like me.

Mango: I hope you relize thats physicaly, emotionaly, universally, and etcetera imposible.

Mike: ya.

Mango and Mark: . . .

Mike: if u want da shrimp meow!

Meh: no

Mike: well then talk!

Meh: *meows*

Mike: *facepalm*

Meh: lol *walks away*

Mark: *washes after her* told ya.

Mike: ya.

Meh: *goes up to Mike* ur Aimee's bf

Mike: yeah, and . . . ?

Meh: omg it talkd lol *runs away*

Mango: *trys not to laf* it?

Mike: shut up.

Mike: *folows her* WHISKAS CUM BAK!!!

Meh: *no respons*

Mike: Whiskas?

Meh: wat I be terin up dis soot I feond.

Mike: THATS MAH TUXEEDOH!!!!!

Meh: XD

Mike: y u hayt meh?!

Meh: . . . Ashually, Idk I just lyk mesin wichu

Mike: *hevy sigh* can we plees just be frends now?

Meh: shur

*latr*

Aimee: *cums bak* wat duh . . .

Mike and I: *are in a wrestling arena*

Aimee: idekam.

Mango: needr do I.

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I am ashually a wot nycr den dis, go ahed and asc Biotamia, but just 4 entrtaynment purrposss. Mike iz so dum lol. I hopd u lykd it.