R.Dinasky, Concerning your Cyborg quiz, my cat, Felix, says,”No way are you becoming a Cyborg, Thomas. You scratch my back and neck and the side of my throat every evening and every late night final crunchie fill-up. Your bare foot is the perfect size, shape and scratchy texture. You ain’t gonna need super punching power because you will hit plenty hard after all this shadowboxing and then all the heavy bag work. So, in summary, No to the Cyborg, Yes to the Scratching me, the bestest kitty ever. Those are your orders, Devil Dog. Accomplish the Mission. and also give me another full bowl of cold, cold water. Kittycats and Devil Dogs gots to have their cold, cold water.”

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