Is a computer’s bark worse than its byte?
And do dead languages have to be encrypted?
Do you see dead people?
Before or after my killing spree?
If that were in a parking garage, would it be wrong on so many levels?
No shortage of trunks, eh?
Would it be too much to ask you to put yours back on?
Shirley you jest?
So you don’t think he can bare it?
Would he grin as he did so?
Wouldn’t we all?
Until all that is left is the grin?
And strategic bits of pink striped fur, I hope?
Is that fur real?
Fur sure it is, doncha know?
Are you kitten me?
Are you feline all right?
Has he bengalavanting all night, or himalayan around?
[I know, I sound like someone who lives in a van down by the river]
Do you have any lynx for that?
Are these catty questions?