Status Updates From Tobermory

He was neither a wit nor a croquet champion, a hypnotic force nor a begetter of amateur the- atricals. Neither did his exterior suggest the sort of man in whom women are willing to pardon a generous measure of mental deficiency.

Dark humor and colonialism.

"....
'Cats have nine lives, you know,' said Sir Wilfred heartily.
'Possibly,' answered Tobermory; 'but only one liver.' "

Cómo extrañaba releer a Saki <3

"It was obvious that boring questions lay outside his scheme of life."



Of course, bitch. I'm a fucking talking cat.