A World of Insanity

Fing was very distressed earlier when he decided to put in some dance practice and found Tutz listening to gangster rap.

He stood there in his newly acquired orange sequinned slacks, towel over one shoulder and stared through slitted eyes at Tutz, who ignored him completely and just sat there rapping, tapping her foot, nodding her head along to the music and just being as completely irritating as she could possibly be.

Fing noticed her new basketball outfit and Von Catz cap and decided that she had probably been smoking crack, and then stormed off downstairs only to find Martha watching MTV Base in the sitting room.

'Where can a cat get some peace and quiet?' he thinks and try’s the kitchen only to stand in stunned astonishment at the door.

Trotter, Fat Boy Faggot and Giggsey Girl the stupid slug face are sitting round a small green baize table and are playing poker. The room is full of cigar smoke and they've hired a pole dancer for the afternoon. Its dark, it’s dingy and looks completely uninviting. They all turn and stare at him in silence through the smokey air then return to the cards and the bourbon. Fing holds his head in his paws and admits defeat; there is only so much a boy can do when faced with such adversity.

He goes upstairs, takes off his new sequinned slacks, runs himself a bath then lays there with a face pack on, trying to calm his fractured nerves.