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After dinner, we went to Agent Hesby's to return a gift he gave to Max -- a wedding gift he didn't want himself: a hideously ugly cat of unknown material, except that it's very strong -- we beat the crap out of it with a hammer and smashed it on a curb, but it wouldn't break in half. So we nailed a Deuce of Clubs playing card to its face, set it on Hesby's porch & rang the bell.

DING DONG THIS GIFT IS UGLY

We chortle at your "private property," yuppie condo helldwellers!
While the others at Chez Hesby soak up the vibes of Iron Chef, Fake Wagner soaks up the vibes of the vibes.