Cuttles never thought he'd find the day someone this perfect would fall into his lonely tentacles. Tootie is thrilled someone as interesting as Cuttles is just as fascinated with her. They both feel a deep spiritual connection, enhanced by their shared love of the nightlife.

Both hail from the town of Hansigurumi-ville (different sides of the track), and they are looking forward to having a flock of Knitpicks Highland Wool children in a tree by the sea.

Cuttles is totally copping a feel.

*PS

Thank you all for the sympathy with the car window. The assfucks only (only, sheesh) took a GPS we had in the windshield. We always put it away, and the ONE NIGHT we don't, some motherfucker gets his chance to be a piece of shit. Well, it's behind us now, and I have a new GPS (and window), and that bitchass cockwad has a desperate life of crime that will end in jail and ugly prison tattoos. I WIN.