Skimbleshanks blind sided me with a profanity laced and hateful private message that was sent for the sole purpose of insulting and degrading the long established and well developed dance skills of my ancestors (as well as my own skills, which are clearly well defined).

Not wanting to use violence in response to his PM insults, and not wanting to stoop to his potty mouth level, I figured out a way for us to settle the matter once and for all, and caught it all on tape. As this video shows, it was utterly wrong for Skimbles to rush to judgment based on my failure to make the cut for the "Cats" Broadway show. Wardrobe changes do not equal dance skill entertainment.