Sheesh, it annoys me when the others take this piss out of me only because I have a big, fluffy plush rat as a pillow. Ok, so I talk to it. (It still has not answered, though.) I say goodnight to it (btw, it's name is Rattus) and sometimes I even say good morn to it too. I take it with me when I travel (hey, stop eyeing me like that, you moron, we'll be stuck on this bus together driving through the pampas the next 12-20 hours and I'LL be the one who will not get neck pains from falling asleep with my head dangling to all sides), it's been to concerts with me (so what if you've never seen a plush rat attend one of your concerts before, it is after all a lot better looking than some of yer groupies - bugger off and leave us alone if you're not going to give me more alcohol - oh, thanks a lot, champagne is nice) and I've even found pictures of it online, and not on any of my sites, either - so my rat is more famous than you are - bloody intolerant nitwits!

SO THERE! Guess that told them all. At least it was a nice start.