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My life proceeded happily from that point on in an almost completely petless fashion, with the exception of my brief crush on Tammy Faye Bakker’s outrageous dog, Tuppins. Then came Dina Manzo of the New Jersey cast and her hairless cat, Grandma Wrinkles, and I was shocked awake from my pet-related apathy. Grandma Wrinkles was impossible to ignore, and that is because she was one of the ugliest animals I’d ever seen. When Caroline Manzo reported that old GW stank like bacon, I became mildly obsessed—from afar. A bacon-scented hairless cat named Grandma Wrinkles? As they say, you cannot make this shit up. When Dina eventually brought the animal to the Clubhouse, I fell in love. More accurately, I fell in love with hating her. Because while she didn’t leave fur everywhere—how could she?—I swear she left a faint oily spot where she rested her scaly body on the lap of one of my favorite suits. Kind of like bacon does to a paper towel.
Andy Cohen, p. 185
Cohen, Andy. Most Talkative: Stories from the Front Lines of Pop Culture. New York: Henry Holt and Company, LLC, 2012. Print.
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