So, you found me
I see you’ve wandered over into my little corner of the Internet. Let it be known: you aren’t welcome here. But no one ever asks permission to get up in my space anyway. So if you’re gonna be here awhile, you might as well sit there on your ass and absorb some truth bombs. I am Willy. Formally, One-Eyed Willy Sharptooth Bitz. You can call me “here, kitty kitty,” and “oh shit, is that cat hissing?” because that’s what people who don’t know me call me. My very best person calls me Winnykins, but you sure as hell aren’t allowed to call me that. She’s the only (conscious) person I ever snuggle with. She’s really the only person I sort of like. So she can call me whatever she wants. But don’t get me wrong: I still bite her sometimes. No one’s safe. My person calls me mis-an-thro-pic. It’s a big word. I don’t even know what it means. But I assume it’s good stuff. I always and only tell the truth, so brace yourself. And if you can’t take the heat, get your tail ...