Saturday, November 28, 2009
Feckless Fluffs American Currency Reserves in Washington with Greedy Claws
Photo of unidentified cat, 2008.
After seeing the piles of stolen credit cards Pre-Approved Cat had managed to lift from San Francisco's finest restaurants, Feckless Cat just had to up-claw more cash somewhere, then brag about it to Pre-Approved Cat.
Both were criminals with no morals, decency or legal standards to their fur, but even in the criminal cat world, talent counted for something.
"How did you get into the White House, Feckless? I would think the cash up there is well guarded," said Pre-Approved Cat in stunned admiration.
"I got right through those Secret Service clowns with my maid outfit," said Feckless Cat. "Once in, I pretended to puff the pillows around bedtime for the elite. Remove flecks of dust from those fancy rugs with my paws. Everyone was pleased."
"Okay, but where'd you find all the money?" asked Pre-Approved.
"Under the mattresses...errr...I mean, in the Federal Reserve," said the criminal cat.
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