*Apparently the female feline was very good at this 'game,' the comment she made about him sitting down to pee was unexpected, though it also gave the skunk more ammo as he continues to stall for time.* Wow...I guess bitch was an understatement...I think you qualify for useage of the all mighty "C" word..*he chuckles lightly looking up to his surroundings, figuring if things got more hostile he'd take his chances going over the side, he could make it probably...but he didn't know who was waiting for him outside, something told him it wasn't SK.  He was on his own now, at least for the time being, and that wasn't a good thing.  Deciding the only real defense he had was his 'natural' defense, he figures it would be better than nothing, so he turns around on the toilet and lowers his pants slightly, leaning against the walls while his tail lifts and he takes a deep breath, eying the cross bar now while he gives a shrug* Gymnastics eh?  I did that for a few years I guess...*it was really just a few months, or weeks really...when he was 9 years old, but how would she know?* Though I can assume a girl like you has to be flexible to do her job without getting any complaints...it's easy to see how you're 'top dog' around here...though it makes me wonder.....*he ponders for a second, then shakes his head*..nah...