This is a "friend's" interpretation of my home life. In case you can't read the dialog, my cat Seamus and I (that's me with the Canadian flag where my head should be) are having the following discussion:
Flaghead: What would you like for dinner, Seamus?
Seamus: Scotch!
Flaghead: But that's my scotch, you little devil, and I don't think that's very healthy for cats.
Seamus: Scotch!
Flaghead: (thinking) I wonder if Seamus has a drinking problem?
Seamus: (thinking) When did Mary become such a moralizing bitch?
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