This man had one mission: to get rid of his wife’s cat. It wasn’t that the cat was bad—it was just always there, watching him, as if silently judging his life choices. So, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
His first attempt? Driving the cat twenty blocks away and leaving it behind. Easy enough. But when he got home, the cat was already waiting for him.
Not one to give up, he tried again—forty blocks this time. Surely, that would do the trick. Nope. The cat strolled into the driveway like it had just taken a casual walk.
Finally, he went all out—miles away, twisting through streets, taking random turns until even he didn’t know where he was. He left the cat there, proud of his genius plan.
Hours later, lost and defeated, he called his wife. “Is the cat home?” he asked. “Yes,” she replied. He groaned. “Let me talk to him. I need directions.”
Some battles just aren’t worth fighting.
