Puff Puff, pass the ...Cat?

Pay attention kids.

This is a Bong.

This is a Cat.

Apparently this is a Cat Bong.

Crime Scene Kansas City's James Hart was kind enough to warn us of a diabolical new drug culture, where cats are used as paraphernalia. Okay, that part about a new drug culture I just made up. I apologize for the literary liberties. And really, a story about a guy who puts his house cat in a shoebox then smokes weed through said shoebox, needs no extra additives. This clown is a scumbag to be sure, still you have to admit it's a little funny. I mean, this doofus sat around the house, watching Andy Griffith reruns, eating cereal, and making his own porno compilations from the pirated next door neighbors cable, when one day he had an epiphany! " My cat keeps meowing and shit, think I'll make a pot fueled, Kitty gas chamber, that should calm him down!"

Now I've got a confession to make; had the guy done this to a puppy, I'd be outraged, but it was a cat. Now don't get me wrong, I like cats, but they tend to be prickish by nature. They are aloof, unlike dogs who fall all over themselves in adoration when you walk through the door. My point is, the cat probably had it coming. He probably used the guys pot plant in the basement as a litter box, or sprayed his Grateful Dead Deadie Bear. Everyone has a breaking point, Cheech probably reached his after months of hi jinks from the cat. Anyway, our boy is headed to the jailhouse, Shadow the sleepy cat is chillin at the local animal shelter eating Friskies with chocolate chips in it.