Riot and Bucky wrestle on the bed, I break it up, they go right back to it. BOYS.
I watch some kittens and their mother being fostered for adoption. The current group is 1 girl and 3 boys (i set of twins, too). And they are always wrasslin with each other, 2 boys, a boy and the girl, whatever. Wrasslin is what they do.
Whaddya mean “BOYS”? You think we like all that rasslin’ and rammin’ around? We do it to stay in fighting trim and lookin’ good for the ladies.
I love them!
TO THE DEATH! well, to the ouch!
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