So, Wednesday, we took our cats to a boarding house for the night. The next morning, my sister and I are getting ready for our summer school, and she picked up a pair of sticky notes. On the top of them were the cage numbers, and the names of our cats. The top sticky note belonged to my white cat, Cotton. Under it was for my black cat, Silk. Around Silk's name were quotation marks.
"What, don't believe us that his name is Silk?" My sister said.
My response was "Would you rather we named our black cat Cotton?!"
Told my friends this, and about ten minutes after, one of my friends goes "I thought you said that because Cotton was black. Not because black people use to pick cotton."
I am in no way racist, but I do make inappropriate jokes all of the time. I as such a bad person. Oops?
Oh, and stay sexy
-Scomiche❤🍓❤
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