How did Peter Pan meet Pooter Pot? Peter Pan was flying over London one day when he saw a little boy playing in a park. The boy was so small and looked so lost that Peter decided to fly down and meet him. “Hello,” said Peter. “My name is Peter Pan. What’s your name?” “My name is Pooter Pot,” said the boy. “I’m...
In a world of feline felons and purrfect plots, one cat stood above them all. Whiskers Don Catarino, the Godfather of the Catnip Mafia, ruled with a velvet paw and a stern gaze....
I’ve tried altering the brightness etc but I can’t make it any clearer, it seems like a figure looming over me, and when I’m half awake and I perceive it, it freaks me the fuck out for a while before I realise it’s just the lampshade and a shadow. Gets me every time.