Unsuccessful Segues for Pawning off a Kitten (or a Box of Kittens)

November 26, 2010

But before your daughter died, did she like animals? Well, there are no atheists in fox holes, and that's the truth, but you want to know the one thing I thought about more than my family? More than the life ahead of me? One thing. One small and innocent thing. Where was I when Noriega was captured? Where I always am, out finding homes for kittens. Hey, that reminds me... 80% of your body was burned? What about your hands? Can you still pet things? Who of us knows where his wife is at any one given moment? Mine might be having an affair with that fireman she's always talking about. Yours? She might be at the humane society right now, looking at what? You tell me. There's a reason people choose plastic surgery: loneliness. What fills that box-shaped hole in the heart? Well, a box. A box full of kittens. I don't know, like 5 or 6 kittens. My sister had insomnia. Terrible condition. Nothing helped. Nothing. Well, there was one thing. Do you have any allergies? I know what you mean. I see the poverty and I think, "There's nothing I can do. Those people and their kittens are going to die." And then I realized, "maybe I can do something. Maybe I can make a difference and do something with my life." Grab the tiger by the tail. No, you're right. You've gotta do it. Hey, have you ever grabbed a tiger by the tail? Well, not a tiger, but something smaller, something more infantile? Sorry, I don't mean to be so mirthful, it's just I've got a box of kittens at home and it feels like I'm on ecstasy...all the time...

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