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Gossip, grievances, magick and glitter in the litter

Hiss and tell
Hiss and tell

Gossip, grievances, magick and glitter in the litter

January 2, 2026January 2, 2026

DIE HARD, EXPLAINED BY PRINCESS TARTIREXY

[We see Luna holding a notepad, visibly tense. Charlotte is already messing with the catnip to cope.]

TARTIREXY (climbing on a pillow podium): HELLO. I SAW A MOVIE. IT WAS ABOUT A SAD DAD WITH NO SHOES. HE GOES TO A PARTY TO FIND HIS LADY. BUT UH-OH. MEN WITH WALKIE-TALKIES WANT THE PARTY.

LUNA (whispers): She’s starting strong…

TARTIREXY: THE SAD DAD—his name is John McLawn, like outside. He shows up but EVERYONE IS RUDE. SO HE TAKES OFF HIS SHOES TO FEEL THINGS WITH HIS HEART.

CHARLOTTE (mutters): That’s not even remotely…

LUNA: let her, let her…

TARTIREXY: THEN A VILLAIN COMES. HIS NAME IS PROFESSOR SNIFFY GLASSES.
He says, “GIVE ME THE CHRISTMAS.” EVERYONE PANICS.

TARTIREXY: So McLawn climbs into a hamster tube. LOTS OF HAMSTER TUBES. He never puts on shoes. He talks to a policeman on a SNACK RADIO.

LUNA (correcting gently): You mean CB radio.

TARTIREXY (glares): NO. SNACK RADIO. HE ASKS FOR A SNACK. HE GETS NOTHING.

TARTIREXY (clapping paws excitedly): Then he falls down a LOT. Then he writes on a man and sends him downstairs as a GIFT, with a sweater that says, “NOW I HAVE A MACHINE FRIEND, HO HO HO.”

CHARLOTTE (blinking): Machine gun.

TARTIREXY (offended): I DON’T THINK GUNS SHOULD BE FRIENDS.

TARTIREXY: Then… SOMETHING HORRIBLE. GLASS. ALL OVER. AND HE STILL HAS NO SHOES. I CRIED. I YELLED AT THE TV. WHY IS HE NOT WEARING HIS MURDER MITTENS PROTECTORS??

LUNA (sniffling): That part is devastating.

TARTIREXY: The bad guy climbs the big shiny Christmas tower and yells “YIPPEE BANANA CAKE!” I think that’s what he says. Doesn’t matter. He falls down like a dropped meatball ‘cause he tried to steal Christmas, and that’s a CRIME. Everyone claps. Even the cops. Even the squirrels. Especially the squirrels..

CHARLOTTE: It’s “Yippee-ki-yay, mother—”

KAREN (cutting in): Nope. Do not even think about going there, Charlotte.

TARTIREXY: Then the dad finds his lady. They hug. He still has NO SHOES. Merry Christmas.
The end. I rate it: 17 out of 5 snacks. Would watch again with screaming.

CHARLOTTE (standing): That… that was an abomination.

LUNA (rolling on the floor and wiping tears): It was also… the best retelling I’ve ever heard.

KAREN (guffawing): McLawn. I’m never calling him anything else.

TARTIREXY (grinning): NEXT I WATCH “ALIENS.” I THINK IT’S ABOUT KITTIES.

(Everyone collectively panics.)

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