Schrodinger’s cat may or may not exist,
However, the hair of the beast is indisputably present in the mouth and eyes of each and every soul stupid enough to deny it’s existence entirely.
Its finest impression of a tootsie roll candy
in each and every pair of god’s stiletto heels
laid out for the next day in what was shown to be folly rather than foresight.
Questionable Cat Shit
Dim Opus 