You can't keep me out, Sandra

This feels somewhat relevant.

Life uh uh uh uh finds a way

That’s a ladder

I enjoyed this game you’re playing with me Sandra. Perhaps next time you might actually try.

I’m not locked in here with you, you’re locked in here with me!

My mom lived in Greece for a few years - long before I was born. She once told me a story of that timeframe: she bought a fish, stored it in a clay pot, and put a brick or heavy rock on the lid of the pot so her cats couldn’t get it.

According to her telling, she then left the house. When she got back, the lid and stone were in place but the fish was gone. Apparently, she never found an explanation.

Her cats must have been more clever than mine, who regularly find challenge in walking over the top of a blanket.

“thanks for keeping the outside world away from my bed, human”

You put up a fence to keep me out, but you keep mother nature in. If God was here he’d tell you to your face, man you’re some kind of sinner.

He teleported.

Don’t worry, I got it