Freddie Mercury's Cats

Anastasia: Hey Morgan, how are you feeling?

Morgan: Alright, I've got this headache though. It comes and goes.

Harry: *enters the room*

Morgan: Oh look, there it is.

So I work at a library and I'm listening to Summer Knight.

This is all I wanted to do

Harry: It’s over. We won.

*behind Harry the monster slowly stands back up*

Karrin:

Michael:

Molly: *starts to point*

Harry: No. We won. I’m not turning around and looking at it. We won.

Are you feeling kind of down right now? It’s not your fault that you forgot what baby cheetahs look like. Really. One time I did too.

But now you recall!

Look! Look!

They loves to play!

Rawr!

Their head is just one giant ball of floof!

I can’t even

How do they live? Being so cuTE??

Ugh!!

This has been a PSA. Baby cheetahs are everything good and pure in this world. Please imagine petting the floof head. Please feel better.

brushie brushie brushie

guy trying to sell me a spear: Are you absolutely SURE you wouldn't touch that man with a ten foot pole? 🤔

Oh I would definitely lose, but I'd at least try.

I would arm wrestle Jim Butcher for Morgan’s full backstory. 

Morgan: Although, I’ll be damned if he doesn’t disagree with me just because I said it.

Luccio: I don’t think that’s true.

Morgan: *turns around* Ebenezar, it’s hotter than hell in here!

Ebenezar: *without looking up* Freezing!

Morgan: Good coffee, though!

Ebenezar: *holds up coffee cup* Rat piss!

Morgan: The Merlin is an incompetent sucker.

Ebenezar: No, Morgan, he’s in fact one of the finest wizards I’ve ever had the good fortune of working with.

Morgan: *whirls around to Luccio* You’re a witness. *walks off*