cats

I had a cat that, for 16 years, would unerringly launch herself onto my groin as I lay in bed. Swapping places with my partner did not help. Only her passing released me.

Well, with a name like "Little Demon", this ones on you. You should have seen that name at the shelter and said "Ya know what? I don't have the time for Little Demon. I'll adopt Snowball instead."

Don't get me wrong, Snowball is a bigger psychopath than Little Demon, but you wouldn't know that. Her full name is "Snowball's chance in hell that your testicles survive".

It's weird how we name cats after their violent tendancies in this universe.

WAKE UUUUUUUUUP!

Stop watching WWE with them. They're clearly imitating an ~~pile driver~~ elbow drop from the top of Hell in a Cell. /s

Edit: wow I really bungled that one. Elbow drop, not piledriver.

Does this guy sleep with his exposed groin directly under the door frame?

If so, I can’t really blame the cat.