By the count of our dates at cblf it was 3 days after my declaring to throw you that you protested. I think I was sly like a ninja and snuck up on a sleeping Cat (which apparently is possibly) and threw him at Chris looking out the window at some uber hot boy.

In the 3 days since this incident occurred I had plenty of time to go into a different room and close the door, not even bothering to lock it, and I am perfectly safe since Cats don't have thumbs also they're short.

Godspell off in a different room watching the uber hot boy Chris WAS watching (who is now trying to patch up his face) and sipping some chardonnay.