The cat burglar

“I was kissing a cow when central called. I came as fast as I could.”

“I see. That explains the smell.”

“What smell?”

“You smell like a cow.”

“Oh. That’s not the cow.”

“What is it, then?”

“My deodorant.”

“What fragrance are you using that smells so bad?”

“Barnyard Animal. Why?”

“It figures.”

“Anyway, what do we have here?”

“A burglar was killed.”

“Is that the burglar?”

“Yes. It is the cat you see on the floor, bleeding from a gunshot wound.”

“A *cat* burglar then…”

“You know what they say?”

“A cat in the hand is worth two in the bush?”

“No. Why would this apply here?? What they say is curiosity killed the cat.”

“Okay. How do you figure this applies in this case?”

“Look at his face.”

“Ah, yes, that’s the most curious case of resting hamster face I’ve ever seen.”

“Yes, that’s what killed him.”

“But how?”

“I think curiosity works slowly, more like an amoeba going after a shark than like lightning fellating a tree.”

“Fellating a tree???”

“I mean felling a tree. Anyway, you laugh at the amoeba but slowly, slowly it does its work and kills the shark. And then who has the last laugh?”

“I don’t know.”

“Not the shark. That’s for sure… because it is dead.”

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