...central control cats Cut and Paste assembled conspiracy theories with the materials for which they were named. They were the new "back door" pets for Obama and Michelle. Unseen, unheard.
"Where should we work in the next few minutes, Paste? Our usual spot is covered with ants," Cut the Cat asked with bewilderment.
"Over there where that ant colony is, Cut."
"But what about the ants, sweetheart?"
Paste slammed a cement brick atop the ant colony.
Cut looked for a moment at Paste quietly. What if the media got hold of this senseless act of aggression? Cut decided to settle it later and get back to the task in hand.
"So, where do we set all these phony news reports of train wrecks and landslides, SweetyKins??
"Put them on top of the dead bodies now under the cement brick. They go together, anyway."
Cut lifted her paw delicately and glanced lovingly at Paste. "I so underestimate your brilliance sometimes, Paste."
Yes, it was just another day of government work for Cut and Paste, said to be cats "deeply in love." In reality, however, they loathed each other. Paste snuck over to sanitize his paws every time Cut wasn't looking....
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