Once in the far distant past, many moonunits ago, a crazy man by the name of Frank Zappa wrote an autobiography, detailing the … details of his life. His artistic endeavors were fascinating, his family structure was strange, his adventures among the drug-riddled world of the 60s and 70s surreal music-and-art world were legendary, but no aspect of this bizarrely domestic experience was anywhere near as terrifying, as bone-chilling as… Fighty-Bitey.
Fighty-Bitey was a cat who was a little insane and would lie in wait, seeming to be the epitome of tranquil, until you tried to pet it – or seemed to try to pet it, or passed near it, or moved at all, or thought about moving. Any such interruption in the energy of the universe would send the cat into a flurry of teeth and claws…
Mau is cut from that same cloth, but his “fighty-bitey” tends to include sticky grenades and flame throwers.
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