This is what George does regarding animals (having no empathy, not understanding or caring about feelings). He has learned that most other people love animals and even have pets. He heard Art Bell talk about his cats, and heard listeners call in to ask about them. So George invents Casey the Dog. He's talks about the 'time he gave some old lady whose dog died a puppy'.
Imagine Creepy George at a party, trying to fit in if the talk turns to pets. "Yeah, Casey loves it when I play hide and seek with him. As soon as he sees that big ol' 8-battery cattle prod, he'll act all scared and run under the bed and whimper like he's terrified. I love the way he sings when I pop him in ass with that thing....What?...What?...Was it wrong to say 'ass'?"
...Was it my imagination, or did he refer to the World Health Organization as the "who?"
And their first hit, "My I-I-Inoculation". bada bump
The horror... the horror...
Noory sure found a new way to suck, trying to sing like Elvis tonight.
Oh, God, yes, it was bad. That bad. A drunk uncle at a wedding bad. Off key half the time. Odd articulation and phrasing. Cringeworthy bad.
Okay, I've got
to listen. I'm going in...cover me. 30 seconds later
: Dear God. Dear, sweet, God. Drunk uncle, indeed. A drunk Russian
uncle, with a problem with a his "l's". Holy crap. Mournful, lugubrious, looping, sliding, glissando-ing all over the scale until a familiar note is hit. I may note recover.