The Big Yawn

Lulu: “Say, would you cats happen to have any idea why I’m being followed around by a Frankenstein’s Monster wearing a shirt that would be open all the way down to his navel, if he had a navel?”
Charlee: “Huh? I’m sleepy, and that was a lot of words.”

Lulu: “I said—”
Chaplin: “Keep it down. I’m trying to nap.”

Lulu (whispering): “I said, do you cats know anything about a Frankenstein’s Monster stuffie that’s roaming the house trying to play disco music and boogie?”
Charlee: “What? Speak up, I can’t hear you.”
Chaplin: “She said you have boogers.”

Lulu: “All right, now I think you’re just being deliberately deaf and/or obtuse.”
Charlee: “Well we are cats you know.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Word.”
Chaplin: “Shhhhh! Napping!”

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