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substituteSome time after consuming hydrocodone and methocarbamol, I am in bed. The cat hops up on the bed.
CAT: Eeerp?
ME: Hi! What's up?
CAT: [..]
ME: Looking for monsters, I see. [cheery wave out window towards presumably monstrous landscape in back yard]
CAT: [looks out window, aghast]
ME: Nothing like a monster hunt, no one can resist it! It's like potato salad that way. Then again, you probably don't like potato salad, do you.
CAT: Grrqwp. [Leaps off bed, leaves room]
CAT: Eeerp?
ME: Hi! What's up?
CAT: [..]
ME: Looking for monsters, I see. [cheery wave out window towards presumably monstrous landscape in back yard]
CAT: [looks out window, aghast]
ME: Nothing like a monster hunt, no one can resist it! It's like potato salad that way. Then again, you probably don't like potato salad, do you.
CAT: Grrqwp. [Leaps off bed, leaves room]
