I’m the cat that got the cream
Seeing the look of shear horror on Erin’s face as she realises and comes to terms with what I did to her hair. It’s simply thrilling and yes; this whole episode with the gum is also quite pointless. No amount of gum in Erin’s hair is going to help me win the catfight.
“Then why do it?” Ask our puzzled dear readers?
I smile as I reply:
“Why I did it for the lols. Also I think the bitch deserves it for not liking cherry flavoured gum. If I was queen of the world, not liking Cherry would be a capital offence!”
However those of you who know me well, know when I’m lying - like right now. I didn’t do it for lols, I did it to get under the bitch Erin’s skin. As the bitch who loses her cool, tends to lose the catfight. So when I see Erin lunge towards me with her fists flailing in the air with grace of a drunken Steph; I knew it was mission accomplished. So it’s only natural I charge at Erin myself and like her I channel my inner drunken Steph.
*Time Out*
“Kate, what happened to those who lose their cool. Lose the catfight?” Screams our now exasperated dear readers.
“Oh it’s true…but losing your cool in a catfight is so much fun…now if you excuse me; I have Erin’s hair to rip out”
Finally we clash, your right fist clocks me hard on the left side of my head. While my right hits your head in a similar place, at a similar time. We both shudder and grunt in anger but remain firmly vertical. We begin to trade punches and with neither of us thinking about defence, we both wildly punch each other in the head. Our blows are all over the place in terms of strength, but we don’t care! We’re having fun!
Now Erin might not admit it but we’ve definitely reached a point in our catfight where we both must give in to our more animalistic instincts. I’ve really fucked with your hair today and no way are you going to let that slide without getting even. So it’s no surprise to anyone when we both bury our hands in each other’s hair and…
“Ew Erin…what the fuck have you got in your hair? Oh silly me….
IT’S MY GUM!!!” I hiss
So it’s no surprise to anyone when we both bury our hands in each other’s hair and begin to pull with all our might.
*Ten minutes and much screaming later*
“Rip…Rip…
RIP!!!” Chant our most beloved friends as we continue to pull and drop clumps of each other’s hair onto floor. However I must say there is a bright side to this moment…If this catfight were to ever go in front of a judge, we’ve now both got a solid temporary insanity plea as a defence

But then, like a bolt of magical lightning came a moment both myself and Erin will never forget. It was the shock of our life’s, our beloved friends *Gulp* said something sensible *Gulp*
“Won’t you two just fucking hit each other already!” Our beloved friends scream…it’s then Erin…
What will Erin do? How much hair do Kate and Erin have left? Do Kate and Erin really have a credible insanity plea?
Tune in tomorrow for the next exciting episode of “We need to talk about Daniel.” - same Cat-time, same Cat-channel!