Cal.E.'s Korner.

C.: (ring) ( The phone, the phone is ringing! I finally got a call on the 119 line. I suppose I should answer it).

“Hello, this is your 119 operator, Calculating Einstein Katt. In what way is your life going so well that you just want to brag about it?”

It’s not what my life is right now, it’s what I can make your life be Cal.E.!

C.: Excuse me?

I’m Joe Groan’s agent, Vincent Wright, and I’m right for you!

C.: Come again?

Yes, I can make your life story into an interesting made-for-television movie. Joe Groan has already written the script, and it’s golden!

C.: ???

 An alien talking cat comes to earth and marries the hench cat who was in The Kennel so many time the warden decide to retire his number, and you put him on the straight and narrow path. When I’m done, you’ll be calling this line every day just to brag about what I’ve done for you and your bestie, Joe Groan.

C.: I wouldn’t say that we’re exactly best friends…

BFFs, good friends, acquaintances, archrivals, or bitter enemies, it doesn’t matter. I can make this story work!

C.: Well, okay. I have my attention, but I  must go to The Kennel and fill in for my youngest son, Ralph. He’s training with my husband, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat fighter Formerly Known As The tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken (by his tag team partner, Tom the Tabby, or The Original Triple T. Tom and T are Training Ralph to take T’s place as the six-time WACKO cat fighting champion of the world after T retired after his second loss in cat fighting of his life.

Send me an invite and I’ll add it to my calendar. We can decide when and where to meet tomorrow.

Okay, so that means that we’re out of time for today, then, ciao, baby.