Naw....the oldest livin' thing is the crabby old woman who lives in the apartment below my office. She keeps callin' in noise complaints and makin' trouble for me. She looks like an old dried up prune that's been livin' on a diet of limes and bitters for a coupla centuries. If looks could kill, I'd'a been dead a long time ago.

Just my luck havin' a neighbor like that. Humans. You can't live with 'em and there's practically no way left anymore to live without 'em.

- Chongo