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Bobby Ginger

So cats always land on their feet right?
Well, not Bobby Ginger.

Bobby Ginger always landed on his face. Always!

You’d see him around town, his face a testament to a hundred failed landings. “Practicing” he called it.

Throwing himself off whatever he could find with just a blind hope that this time it would be different.
And it never was.

I guess it would have been kind of sad. If it hadn’t been so fucking hilarious.

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