The cat is dead. You're feline sleepwear. The cat's pajamas. Most people leave their bodies to medical science. He pushed me off a building, just when I was beginning to feel good about myself.
Life's a bitch.
I believe that one day everyone, everywhere will know the wonders of my nipples. You can't help that. We're all mad here. You must be mad, said the Cheshire Cat, or you wouldn't have come here. Actually, cats do this to protect you from gnomes who come and steal your breath while you sleep.