There aren’t many things covered with the evil feline’s face that I can get into, but anything that allows me to piss on Hello Kitty is far better than most of the other crap that invades my life. For example, if I have a choice of all the Hello Kitty crap at target or a Hello Kitty urinal target, I would obviously choose the latter. Along the same lines, if I have a choice between a Hello Kitty pregnant cake and Hello Kitty urinal cakes, I’d go for the cake that allows me to relieve myself on them with a plausible defense so there is a slight possibility I might avoid getting sent to the couch to sleep in the Hello Kitty sleeping bag for the rest of the month:

It just goes to show that in her quest to dominate in absolutely everything that exists, Hello Kitty sometimes finds herself exactly where she belongs…

Sent in by Sandra