  I get home from the supermarket on Saturday and this message was waiting for me on my answering machine: "Hello, Daphane. It's Brad. I understand Richard is at the grocery store. So it would be a good time for me to slip by for a quickie. I'll bring some catnip and some peanut butter. Go ahead and shave your ass for me. Oh, and don't forget the batter this time. " Did I mention... Daphane is my CAT? All I could think was, "So he's after pussy now? I wish he'd make up his mind. " 
