Omaha is basically the furry Fifty Shades of Grey, except it came out thirty years earlier, has better writing, and nobody’s pretending the bondage is “deep." It’s just honest: “Hi, I’m a cat stripper with issues dating a millionaire’s son while his evil dad tries to murder us. Also, group sex fixes everything.”

Wait there is a place in Minnesota where there are cat stripers? No one told me? Whare at? The twin Cities? Ah makes sense. Terrible place, don't go. But here is "Omaha" the Cat Dancer. Full of life, love, drama, and furry sex, so much furry sex. Too much furry sex.