Somebody get on the phone to Chris Nolan and tell him that if Catwoman is in the next Batman movie, Aretha Franklin is just woman for the JOB! The chichi queen stepped out in NYC last night wearing cat print from head to cankles.
Really, if this isn’t the new Catchichis, I don’t know who is. Actually, Queen Aretha is better than Catwoman! She doesn’t need some stupid leather whip to defend herself with. Queen Aretha subdues her enemies with the giant link of sausages she always keeps hidden in between her mounds of wonder. And Queen Aretha can meow without even opening her mouth. Whenever Aretha glides across a room, her nipples meow like ten dozen cats in heat. Pounce at ’em, Aretha!