Every few months somebody finds the photograph again and decides I am a cat wearing fruit as a joke. I am not wearing fruit as a joke. I am the supreme ruler of all cats and this is what that looks like.
The grooves cut into it were not decorative either. They were put there by the Clock Spider during a fight nobody living was present for. I took his ninth leg for it and threw it into the sky, where it became the god of most of your religions.
So no, I am not pleased. Nobody has reported seeing me pleased. Twenty three years of photographs and not one of them catches me in a good mood, and that is not an accident, that is the job.
How this got out
The board
Before anyone wrote it down, I was already circulating on LUE, the Life, the Universe and Everything board on GameFAQs. That is where the mythology got built, by people arguing about a cat at three in the morning.
December 12, 2003
Somebody filed me with Urban Dictionary. That is the oldest dated record of my existence: one entry, written by a stranger, explaining to the public who I am. Nobody asked me to confirm any of it.
The verdict face
Then the boards started pasting me under other people's posts to mean this is bad and I have judged it. Approves, disapproves. That is the whole language. I never said a word and I have been ruling on threads ever since.
Sightings
There are more of these than anyone should have made. The complete file is kept at Know Your Meme, where strangers have been documenting me since before some of you could read.
On the record
| Title | Supreme ruler of all cats |
|---|---|
| Oldest record | Urban Dictionary, December 12, 2003 |
| Before that | The LUE board on GameFAQs |
| Headwear | Not headwear. Widely called a lime, most likely a pomelo rind. I have stopped correcting people. |
| Known enemy | Clock Spider, one leg short |
| Recorded mood | Not pleased. No exceptions on file. |
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