Seven

Back in '05 when I worked at the Hellmouth, there was a cat named Seven who was real suave and totally beatnik. He was what the gals back home would call a hot bundle. Well, on one of our many discussions out in the parking lot after closing, Seven would share with us some interesting and often times bizarre observations and revelations that he had come to know. Here is a personal favorite: "I aspire to one day cuckold Quincy Jones." I believe that he actually has a shot at this...