"I'll take the dirty one."
Looking alarmed, she pushes a button on her counter. All of the
windows and doors quickly begin to disappear behind metal shutters.
"I work for the government. Those cats you see there are all
healthy...going by clone standards. That's right, I said CLONES. We
have not yet perfected our ability to clone human beings. However, we
have mastered the cloning of sheep, mice, and arabs. So from there we
have moved on to cats.
"I'll take the dirty looking one with half of its fur falling
out. Oh god, is that syphilis? Maybe I'll just take the one next to
it with the one leg. It reminds me of my sister. Awwhhh, that's not
a leg, it's an elongated cyst of some kind! What kind of twisted
freak hospital is this? Or is this all part of some sick project for
your evil laboratory?"
