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I've just tried saying that line in my bestest Anthony Hopkins voice. And by jimminy, it works. I don't have a cat though, so I had to use my stuffed otter.

That little move on the ball caused my left eyebrow to involuntarily venture northwards, Roger Moore-style. Amid the smog-like gloom that has descended over all things BHA tonight, that was a tiny speck of glitter amongst the shit sandwich we've just scoffed.