Let me outside.
This "fertilizer"? I know you made it up. I know there's nothing wrong with the grass. You HATE me, you just want to CAGE me. I've been picking at the door for hours and you just keep picking me up and trying to get me to go on the back porch. The back porch?!? Who are you trying to kid here? LET ME OUT.
Look. The longer you wait to let me out, the more destructive I'm going to get.
There. No more Hat Calculator for you. I hate you and your hat calculator! LET ME OUT.
The curtains are next.
Mao the Cat
Edit: P.S. The next video, "tail chase", is my idiot sister in the kitchen. I am completey above such things.