Although my level of gangsterism is high in the sky, like the birds, in the spring, I just love kittens. Every night, when I come from work, I see this tiny lil kitty cat locked out on the balcony of this apartment in my building. It just disheartens me, honestly. I almost shed a tear each time. I don't know, if my cat died, I'd probably pull a Gerstein. I mean, I just love kitties. When I see my cat licking itself, I find it to be one of the most precious sights in the world, no homo or bestiality, yo. It's just beautiful. Anyways, what do you have a soft spot for?

