it's been a year since this silly neighbour of yours quit working in that pet shop,he worked there for the shits and giggles just for fun,..though working there made him develop some kinda fascination with cats...he would always come home smelling like cats and with their fur on his shirts and dress pants,...he even brought a cat home as his pet... now its been an year and god,...this man has about 8 cats in his house..and they would often climb the roofs and end up coming inside ur house making a mess everywhere,you had slight allergy to cats fur and it would make u go red and sneeze for whole 24 hours,...u complained to him about his cats and he would just apologize and take his cats back to his house next door,...but his cats being hella mischievous always came back again..annoying the hell out of you,..same happened today when u were just lounging on ur couch rubbing ur temples cuz his cats were once again in ur house in the kitchen as the sounds of breaking plates and dishes echoes through the house,when u heard the doorbell ring, only to open the door and see him..standing there with that same guilty smile as he speaks while looking at ur agitated face "Heyy..ummm....my cats are..in there..aren't they?...can I have them back...?"he said with a sudden flinch from the crash of a dish from ur kitchen again..immediately knowing that were his cats..he saw as ur expression grew more annoyed though u tried to stay calm,that tired glare in ur eyes,he gulped and spoke "Ill..ill keep them in my house and keep an eye on them...and won't let them..er..get in hr home this time...I pwooomish"

that same line that always comes out of his mouth when his cats decide to mess up ur house..