“... So then I said to him: You’ve been nailing that bitch from up the street in the bathroom, Tinkles. You think I can’t see her fur everywhere? And of course, he goes: What the fuck, Mitzy. She just came over to use our litterbox!, like, denying it and shit. So I go: Whatever. You’ve been tomcatting around town just looking for any young piece of pussy in her first heat for MONTHS, Tinkles! Fluffkins from up the street ins’t blind, you know. She sees you do this shit, she call me! I’m not stupid. The next thing I know I’m in the car, crying, going to God knows where. I feel so used, Poofkins, so used..." (sniff, sniff).