Sweatshirt, if you want to get technical. Looks like my co-worker Fred has gotten v-e-r-y comfortable:
Hey, it's time to actually do some work, I'm going to need that sweatshirt... looks like it's time for wakey wakey! Sheesh, who knew a cat's head could be so heavy?
I can't seem to move my hand!
Once I get my hand free, I think I'll just get the staff windbreaker out of the office.
Title yoinked from a line from my favorite film noir.
It's a little throwaway line after the villain has just finished the second of his masterful monologuing scenes... a funny little juxtaposition between the rhetorical flights of an erudite supervillain, and the utter banality of day-to-day annoyances. "Hey, I just delivered a learned yet sinister soliloquy, now move your ass!"
Now I'm going to have to watch the whole movie again... I hope this doesn't wake the cat up.