The old researchist looks up from his cornor table and sees the old, senile, limping Feline slowly walking across the main floor towards the inner sanctum with what appears to be a very large, long legged, very large BaBa Loos, holding onto his arm like she was trying to hold him up, hmmmm, could the furry one have changed his clones, at least he could have had her shave her legs for pete's sake.....
the wonder of the universe is within one's inner recesses of one's ib
just some ideas Mac