Pet the kitty
"Shaquille O'Neil!!!" you yell, "How did you get
here??!!!"
"Don't stop, kid," he replies in a cool, manly baritone,
"it helps with my dandruff." You can't help but sympathize,
being a victim of a dry, itchy scalp yourself. You redouble your
efforts. Shaq mumbles his thanks and closes his eyes, clearly
enjoying his massage.
You sit on your bed idly stroking your kitty, hoping your mother
doesn't walk in and find out that you got it. Suddenly you realize
that its head doesn't feel quite right. You look down and realize
that you're not stroking a kitty at all.
