(I was trying to make conversation with Nathan on the way home from church, trying to talk him out of the bad mood he'd been in all morning.)
"Hey, Nathan, guess what I just saw at that house? I saw a fat cat!"
"A fat cat?"
"Yes! He was gray like Brutus, but he was FAT."
"Fat like Simone?"
(Tee hee! That's just for you, Carlsie.)