Grumpy Cat’s owners know that there’s always going to be a younger and grumpier pussy looking to take her premium corner on the ho stroll, so they’re whoring her out hard and making that money while they still can. Their latest money-milking venture is a line of Grumpy Cat Grumppuccino. You know, because when you think of Grumpy Cat, you automatically think of a caffeinated coffee drink in a knock-off Starbucks bottle. This mess just doesn’t make sense and even Tardar Sauce looks sad in the face about it. That’s not Grumpy Cat. That’s Fuck My Life Cat.
I’m glad that Grumpy Cat is #gettingmoneybitch, but who wants to buy a bottle of brown liquid from a sad cat who looks like she just shat in your coffee and is sad about it? (Answer: the same cat scat lovers who bought cat poop coffee). They should’ve called it, “Catpooccino.”