That rocks my face off!

Imagine if a song actually did rock your face off...it'd have to come with warning labels and a waiver to be signed and mailed before opening.

Last night, my cat drooled on me.

Not just a little 'happy to see you' kind of drool...

She was drooling with a vengeance.

It was the 'I've crawled across the desert to see you' kind of drool.

She drooled as if she hadn't eaten in days, nay, weeks, and I was her tasty kitty kibble...

It was gross.