The cat started talking the day after my girlfriend left. The cat says to my question. "That's the 36th time I've asked that question." The weather vane remained motionless, facing north-northwest. A faint wind blew a dandelion parachute to the southwest, dropping the bangs of her napping girlfriend. The base is male and female. A heart cocktail that combines the essence of love, music and seasonal breezes. Makes me feel good and intoxicated.