I regret to say that I am forever scarred ... I keep seeing your cuddle kittens in your content and always first think of something a disgruntled high school teacher said (he magically managed to wake up the entire class).
He, a near albino type with those crazy sun spots that make one think only of cancer while pacing about in brown polyester pants with some sort of hideous printed polyester button up shirt ... he said ... out of the blue, with no prompting and for no reason
"You know what bestiality is? It's when you have sex with your cat!"
I kid you not. I used to wake the guy up next to me if he was being asked a question, he had the ability to sleep with a pencil in hand as if he was being studious and had those kind of glasses that darken on their own ... but I didn't need to kick his chair ... he looked at me while wiping drool off his face and said "did I just hear that?"
The instructor, the near albino turned a weird sort of pink-grey-red-green, hike up his polyester .... walked to his desk, and sat down. We just stared. Even I, the ever remarkable Dig Space, was left entirely speechless. During the subject of World Civilizations, I learned about bestiality.
Later in life the teacher left teaching and went into manufacturing, and his line manager? The sleeping dude drooling next to me in class. I kid you not. You simply can't make this stuff up.
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