For a long time I was under the impression that the bride made an honest living with the financial markets near Wall Street and had an office for good money at the World Financial Center.
I was wrong - she has been peddling cat drugs along the waterfront of lower Manhattan for decades. Tonight the mother of my son brought home a stash of "Hard Hit Cat Blast" out of Hong Kong and my blessed tomcat got some.
In this photo we see the tomcat Trouble beginning to go nuts on drugs while his sister and mother look on:
In this photo we see the tomcat laid out while trying to dig through the living room floor upon a journey to the center of the earth. His sister Sweet Babycakes and his mother give him room.
