im tired of this meat prison
from the moment you break out of the meat prison that is your mother, you're trapped in the maximum security gay baby jail that is your own flesh until the end.
you were born into this world screaming and crying, flailing your little dumbass arms around and you'll continue to do this for like 69 years until you finally pass into the void.
Or is the story of death and rebirth real? Are we stuck in a sad loop of crying and screaming until the heat death of the universe? Who knows, this cat sure fucking doesn't.
• suitable for vegetarians
• imprisons your meat
• 50% pre-shrunk cotton, 50% polyester
• Fabric weight: 8.0 oz/yd² (271.25 g/m²)
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel and reduced pilling
• Double-lined hood with matching drawcord
• Quarter-turned body to avoid crease down the middle
• 1 × 1 athletic rib-knit cuffs and waistband with spandex
• Front pouch pocket for storing meat cubes
• Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem