Roar. You are already dead.

Roar. You are already dead.
Donald Trump is angry!
The zombie apocalypse is upon us!
The humans are playing with their camera again.
What in tarnation are they taking pictures of though?
Is that what I think it is?
I see an ultra-cool thing on the floor. I NEED it. I need it now.
My Mommy gives me tacos.
And what do I give her?
Look, I just want the rent money for my cat tree. Tell me what to do and I’ll do it.
YARRR!!! With the very blood I spill from her veins, I shall spice the rum in my cat dish.
Ah, yes, my spell pouch. I know I left the lizard’s tongue in here somewhere.
Please don’t take my pineapple away from me!
Powerful it has become!