Is Heathcliff...dressed as a pickle? I fucking hate pickles. Lets pretend that Peter Gallagher is an actual artist and say that Heathcliff is dressed as...a growth-stunted banana.

Wait...that doesn't work in the slightest. How many fucking costumes can a cat buy? First he's a lobster, then Super Grover, and now a growth-stunted banana? I wasn't aware that Halloween lasted for fucking days.

Also, I wasn't aware that analysts had so much trouble buying new BMW's that they needed to see cats. If I were a shrink, and this jackass were on my couch, I'd laugh. That's what I'd do. "You have cats as patients," I'd howl.

Then the failed, shitty shrink went home and committed suicide.

Score one for me.