When my hamster (hahaha, I was only just taught that there is no "P" in hamster. *headdesk*) was alive, she could kick some mean bootay. Ah, Natasha...bless her soul. She was the sweetest gal in the world, so long as you didn't wake her up--then she got cranky and growled at you. I'm not kidding. XD I never knew hamsters could growl until her, eheheh!
*POUNCE* Welcomeee! And yes yes, we all have assigned straight jackets. I forgot my number, so I just steal everyone else's when they're not looking. You can take straight jacket number...oh...39. Yes. That's a nice number. And if someone else owns it, the problem can be solved by a battle to the DEATH!
*coughs*
I think you'll be quite at home here... >.>