This is really a cry for help. I'm tired of doing this alone and would like to be in a relationship with a loving, caring, supportive and physically strong partner. The physical strength would come in handy right now. I'm lodged into the storm basement of my home after an altercation I had with one of my cats....Bruno. Bruno is an awesome cat, don't get the wrong idea. It was my fault for not getting the brand of treats he likes. Anyway, that is not important. What is important is that I've been living on cat jerky for three days and my phone is about to die.
A little bit about me: My name is Krystal, I used to play tennis in high school, I worked at the Fabric Warehouse until I became a cat surrogate and now I have 502 cats and counting. Don't let that scare you, most of them are very loving, it's just the few that ruin the whole bunch. If we could possibly meet here in my basement it would make things extremely convenient for me. My house is blue, but it actually looks brown due to global warming. There is a small biodome of fog surrounding the house that looks like your run of the mill pollution, but is actually cat pooh particles. If you can't find the house by color, just go for the one that smells the most like a deranged feline smeared bricks of antibiotic free diggy on the windows, doors and mailbox. I'm sorry but my phone is about to die and the landline has been cut so more details to follow...
Come meet me! It will be fun, I promise. Looking for a man that has all his shots, is super duper strong and has a non-existent sex drive. See you soon hopefully!!! Krystal