Oh, poor wolf-man left howling at the moon when the gf splits because she is sick of listening to "Muffin the Cat" or "Merd, the Cat. or old Johnny Ray albums
I used Wikipedia so as not to strain your intellect. BTW, I don't sit alone in my basement. I usually sit on the beach at Waikiki Beach in Hawaii with several GF's It is going to be sunny and 85 tomorrow. Geez, what might the weather be in Transylvania, wolf-man. Stormy, I guess, and perfect for playing yet again "Minus the Cat" not "Sister Morphine" (Too dark, so you prefer the American Idol version of "Morph") Check out the Animal Planet cable station: There is a "My Cat From Hell" marathon next weekend. Maybe you could play some major tracks from "Morris the Cat" on the xylophone with Donald Fagen lip-synching the words.
I wish you don't choose to keep parceling out bits of your large ego on each exchange because your sarcasm will never succeed and you can't win.
I used Wikipedia so as not to strain your intellect. BTW, I don't sit alone in my basement. I usually sit on the beach at Waikiki Beach in Hawaii with several GF's It is going to be sunny and 85 tomorrow. Geez, what might the weather be in Transylvania, wolf-man. Stormy, I guess, and perfect for playing yet again "Minus the Cat" not "Sister Morphine" (Too dark, so you prefer the American Idol version of "Morph") Check out the Animal Planet cable station: There is a "My Cat From Hell" marathon next weekend. Maybe you could play some major tracks from "Morris the Cat" on the xylophone with Donald Fagen lip-synching the words.
I wish you don't choose to keep parceling out bits of your large ego on each exchange because your sarcasm will never succeed and you can't win.

