Mr. Muffins was in a bad mood. He had just been shown the website WiiKitty and it irked him to no end.
"Nintendo has turned its back on the hardcore cat players who made it a success," he grumbled. "Stupid kittens batting around their wiimotes. I'd like to see how well they'd do if they had to play a traditional game like F-Zero!"
Mr. Muffins sighed. He flexed his claws, in and out, in and out. He always did that when he got antsy. He pranced over to his food dish and daintly ate some Meow Mix. "Lousy humans. Won't give me Fancy Feast. They say that this is healthier. Well, I say they just can't AFFORD it! That's right. I'm calling you out, cheapskates." Still, Mr. Muffins had to admit to himself that food, no matter the quality, always had a calming effect on him. Except for this time. WiiKitty still kept flashing through his cute little head.
"Why should I have to lose my favorite games just so a bunch of stupid kitties can play tennis? I shouldn't! No way. And I'm not going to sit here scratching this couch and take it. I'm going to fight back. It will be easy too. These non-gamers won't know what them. They'll be up against a master gamer. Yessssss. I'll fight them. I'll take them all and win."
"Therefore, I shall vote to continue and do something I've never done before. I'll cast the first vote and VOTE CRIMM
Mr. Muffins was unable to think anymore. The joy of his plan caused him to start purring uncontrollably. And when Mr. Muffins purred, he could do nothing else as he entered a joyous trance.