Practice random acts of . . . Grumpiness.
I had peanut butter once. It was awful.
I'm usually a no-filter kind of cat. My frown comes really naturally and doesn't need anything else to keep it real.
I've lived nine lives . . . And this is the worst.
I've never been starstruck but I may have wanted to strike a star once or twice.
I never forget my three word mantra: "Never start caring."