Hey, dude, I don't know what you did or said to them, but the kittens hate you. They told me last night. We were at that new strip club downtown. Pretty cool place.

Anyway, I was like, "He's an okay guy."

And they were all, "We hate his guts."

So I said, "But don't you like the way he pets and cuddles you and stuff?"

And they said, "No fucking way. That guy is a joke."

And I was like, "Jeeze. You kittens are harsh."

And they were like, "We just call 'em like we see 'em, bro."

Then we took off for the Champagne Room. Was a wild time. Dude, those kittens are CRAZY.

So whatever it is you did to those kittens must have been bad because I've never seen them like this. They are pissed. Especially left kitten. Left kitten is OUT TO GET YOU, dude.

I'd stay clear of both of them for a while. Remember what they did to Octavio? You don't want that. Best to give the kittens a few days to cool off, because no way in hell do you want mess with them. They'll take you down--they'll take you down hard.

This post is dedicated to taking an extra long weekend. Be back Wednesday.