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After cutting my hair I put on the clothes I bought for my new "look".
After that disastrous disco night last time, I thought I might try and update my style.
You know clothes, accessories, and of course,
ATTITUDE.
So I thought I try that gangster look. You know that rapper Half Dollar, he's a player.
So I went out and bought some over size pants and shirt,
and to make sure I was one step ahead of the style,
I bought oversize underwear, socks and shoes.
I don't know how the kids do it but I had contort my body to walk or even just stand.
So while Cat was sleeping I snuck up on her, dressed up in my new duds with my shades on.
Trying to look cool while squat walking.
"Whasssss up!" I said with all the gangster I could muster.
"You know human, your not such a bad guy." she said without even opening her eyes.
"If you just let yourself be it's self, all the goods for you will come. But for some reasons unknown only
to you at this state of the this planet.
You keep putting things on yourself that
don't fit."
She sits up and continues her tale.
She looked for......and snuck into the most posh hotel she could find......and stayed the night in the basement.
The next morning she was adopted by a little girl in the lobby while she was foraging
for something to eat.
A little smile comes over the cat............while she describes the girl.
"About five........and had this light about her,
this curiosity and awe of everything about her.
Endlessly adjusting her glasses that always sat unevenly on her face while
she looked through them as if she was looking over a fence.
Adding up the effects of the size and thickness of the lenses, plus the little girls own keeping her
eyes wide open, so as not to miss a happening or drop of light.
She was the cutest, oddest, most lovable human I have ever met.
What a light.........
Her spectrum was full and round.
Mute much the time, she was like invisible to the adults as she walked about freely
holding and stroking me in her arms.
Everyone around the girl assumed that I was the little girl's pet."
Cat found herself headed for Washington DC, for that was where the little girl's family was headed.
To see the president's inaugural.
Cat said the little girl was with her grandparents,........a well to do couple with southern accents
but wore cowboy hats and boots.
They had their hands in everything, oil, real estate, construction, politics, religion and you know............everything.
They were well connected and big contributors.
When friends visited the bus, talk was always the same, less government, less regulation, and
government interference.
"Let the buyer beware". Was their mantra Cat said, with a sneer on her cat face.
"And as for being Christians, I can see HIM whipping them right now and telling them to
"Sell everything and follow me". Remember human I was there."
Cat said and continued.
They are afraid to fly so they travel long distance by a private bus, not and ordinary bus
but a luxurious bus with servants and security.
They didn't sleep on the bus, but in big hotels which gave Cat a chance to see the U.S. of A.
Cat overheard the two security agents on the bus talking about her adventure with Gov except it was all bull.
The story goes that a army of terrorist had attacked the Gov and he fought them off.
But the outside videos only showed a small animal running away.
It was all hushed up due to the Gov's so called work out pajamas.
The agents involved were shipped overseas.
"where are you going dressed like that?" Cat asks.
"Out" I said as I headed out the door, after I locked the door
I bought clothes in the colors of my barrio because I was going to go to a local dancehall but I changed my mind.
Someone might recognize me and blow my new look, I'm always a joke to the local vatos.
It wouldn't be cool to the ladies, for all the dudes to be laughing at me.
So,
I squat walked my way to the next barrio the home of the opposing gang of my neighborhood.
No one will know me there and they will just think I am a guy from the other barrio.
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