It's like...really good shit, man
Que Marvin Gaye...
I keep a big jar of catnip in the closet. From time to time, I'll stick a couple of "mice" in it...to kinda....soak up the scent, so to speak. After they've been in there for a few days...or weeks...I give 'em to Stewie and Simon.
They chew, lick, kick, nuzzle and otherwise make love to those mice. And then start all over again. When spent, they're like...really mellow...and usually collapse in exhaustion...then fall asleep.
Ain't that just like a man? heh