Marcy gets an offer from the Guggenheim!
The mail arrives.
Cynthia (rummaging through the mail): Here, Marcy. You got a letter from the Guggenheim.
She hands Marcy the envelope.
Cynthia: I wonder how you got on their mailing list? They must want a donation or something.
Marcy: No. I wrote and asked them for a gold throne.
Cynthia: You did?!
Marcy: Yeah. I figure if Trump can get a gold toilet called “America” from them –
Marcy: – the least they could do is give me a gold throne called “Marcy Reigns”.
Marcy tears open the envelope and reads the letter.
Cynthia: So, what’d they say?
Marcy (hissing): They say they’re sending me this.
Cynthia: Oh, but that’s so nice. A gold litter box.
Marcy stalks off.
Cynthia: Where are you going?
Marcy: To the Guggenheim. I’m going to “van Gogh” a couple of curators.
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penelope kitten (squeak): i’ll totes take the tote.
So beautifil, so practical, but not as shiney as our president’s. Does that bother you
Ha! This had me LOLing!
Yay! And, don’t you just want that tote bag? Too bad it’s $65!!!
Yes and yes!
WTG on keeping me up on current events, I knew nothing of this. Enjoy your golden pooper, Marcy.
Hee hee hee. At least this was a fun current event!
Bahaha! Savage. And Marcy makes the bestest, cleverestest (???) threats.
thank you. you are correct. i am the best.
love, claws, and meow, marcy
Now if only we could train you kitties to use a flush toilet…
no thank u.
squeak, penelope kitten