Zevo Calamari and her friends have traveled the world partying with the glitteratti, consorting with the pooseratti and adding a whole new dimension to the the term cat burglar.
Now known as the Pooses For Peace, these feline celebrities add a bite to the political arena of the USA!
My name is Miss Lucy and I live down the street from Boo. I'm wondering if my invitation to Boo's birthday bash got "lost in the mail"? It might have something to do with that eentsie weentsie little incident I had with the mailman the other day. Something about jumping out of the camellia bushes and shredding his shin. I'm not really sure. I was on my way out to my pedicure appointment and that dreadful man was in my way.
I noticed that the guest list is filling up quickly and I've had a hankering to snuggle up to George Clooney for quite some time. I live with two large German Shepherds and they are always advising me to look out for a "man's man" and I think George might fit the bill. He probably has enough staff to attend to my needs when we are on the road, don'tchathink??
I'm still searching for my tiara to wear to the birthday party. Boo borrowed it for Bono's last benefit concert and got it trampled in the mosh pit. I've told her a thousand times to take better care of my things, but she never listens. On our last road trip to the Ritz Carlton she went chasing after some pool boy and left my ipod near the edge of the pool and it got all wet. She has yet to pay for a new one.
I am innocent. A victim of the press. I was not even invited and now those Pooses are causing all kinds of trouble without me.
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Transcript of Letterman's interview with Lucy:
My name is Miss Lucy and I live down the street from Boo. I'm wondering if my invitation to Boo's birthday bash got "lost in the mail"? It might have something to do with that eentsie weentsie little incident I had with the mailman the other day. Something about jumping out of the camellia bushes and shredding his shin. I'm not really sure. I was on my way out to my pedicure appointment and that dreadful man was in my way.
I noticed that the guest list is filling up quickly and I've had a hankering to snuggle up to George Clooney for quite some time. I live with two large German Shepherds and they are always advising me to look out for a "man's man" and I think George might fit the bill. He probably has enough staff to attend to my needs when we are on the road, don'tchathink??
I'm still searching for my tiara to wear to the birthday party. Boo borrowed it for Bono's last benefit concert and got it trampled in the mosh pit. I've told her a thousand times to take better care of my things, but she never listens. On our last road trip to the Ritz Carlton she went chasing after some pool boy and left my ipod near the edge of the pool and it got all wet. She has yet to pay for a new one.
I am innocent. A victim of the press. I was not even invited and now those Pooses are causing all kinds of trouble without me.
Lucy
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