Yippee! It’s Howl-o-ween! And all of us are dressed up (except for Sisfur Abby who said that Queens don’t do that sort of thing) and ready for our treatsies.
The name’s Cat. Smudge Cat.
Niptini, please. Shaken. Not stirred.
Hey everybuddy! It’s me! Wonder Woman!
Fighting for truth, justice…
Really, Mother? This is the best you could come up with? You couldn’t have come up with something more dignified? You couldn’t have bought ME the James Bond costume? You…you…
You are dead to me, woman.
From all of us to all of you…
Have a Most Safe and Happy Howl-o-ween!