Herr Meow has been in the bathroom for a while. Sometimes he simply forgets that after cleaning up, he should dismount the toilet, pull up his pants and join society again; therefore this minor absence is nothing new.
However, there is suddenly a dramatic pause in his rhythmic kicking of feet and singing. And he says, with an ominous voice in the lowest register he can muster,
_________
Yeah. No kidding.
(WHOO! *fans the air*)
You are already in the Weltanshauung of a two-year old, Don LaFontaine. You will be missed and may you rest in peace.