You know, I would get one with my powerball winnings, but I’d feel like I needed a cat to go with it. I hate cats. I know a tiger would be appropriately supervillianesque, but how about a wolf instead- I’m way more of a dog person. Maybe a bear. I’ve always looked up to Roosevelt.
I love that comment so much I want to have sex with it.
With the comment, that is. Not the bass player. Nobody wants to have sex with a bass player.
