"You know...I don't know why you've got that damn clicky thing pointed at me. It's kinda weird... "
Takin' pictures of stray cats behind my grandma and uncles place.
There's a fat one that sometimes ventures through the area that I call "Lincolin Log". I don't know why... it just fits.
This one... I think I'll call him "Cassette Tape" ("Cass" can be it's short name or something.)
I think if he was a person... he'd own a 94 Chevrolet Cavalier
... and listen to cassette tapes of music from the 80s.