欧宝娱乐

“Be a lady? Forget it. Ladies don't last a day in the real word. No one's a lady anymore. Why do you think we get our claws polished?”
― Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 2

“What's in a #firstlady title? The rest of their #bickeringbook, and look who's reading each other in proton-order? These kittens have taken off their mittens, Mr. Cat-in-the-hat! How 'bout that? Ahh, there it goes. All necessary political priorities aside, these #majorettes are focused on the #minora; while the nation is taking the knee, and locked up-in-arms over the anthem-tantrums some leaders are having. #NoWeCant #MakeTimeForThat #JESUS! I'm too busy demagnetizing distractions to let this high-end cat-attack #maskon my #businessuilding #transactions!" ~ @Tracey007Bond”
― Tracey Bond

“You're not his lover, then. I can tell that by the look in those pretty blue eyes. He would have snuffed out that anxiousness and you'd be more like a cat. Victorious that you'd snared the neighborhood tom."
"Okay, that's enough." Cleo found her voice again. The woman was anything but grandmotherly, and if she wanted to talk about cats, she was plenty catty--- although Cleo found offense to that on behalf of Murphy, who was now perched on the car's dash, staring at Mrs. Tremblay with an aura of censure.
Censure away, Murphy. The woman deserves it.”
― Jaime Jo Wright, The Vanishing at Castle Moreau