"The hamburgers, pass me the hamburgers. We'll need to throw them at the woodpeckers. Muffle their beaks."
(Ahkim sneezes, Dorian stirs)
"Goddamn cat! He's a fascist!"
"No, he's not, love."
"Self-interested."
"Yeah, he's a cat."
"Lazy."
"Yeah, he's a cat."
"Illiterate."
"Cat."
"Communist."
"No. Besides, self-interest kind of goes against the spirit of Communism."
"Sleeps all day."
"He's twenty-one. And a cat."
"Nazi."
"Mom said to stop calling the cat a Nazi, remember?"
"...Bacon."
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