This incredible, beautiful, powerful, majestic jaguar totally just answered his question with a nod. Trevor grins at it. The face he's making is terrifying. He stands, beckons the beast as he starts walking away.

"Hoooo boy, have I got a load of shit for you. Grade-A shit, buddy. This way, to the love shack."

No he's not implying he's going to fuck the cat but with that phrasing it's questionable. Actually, the idea of seeing a jag react to meth ranks up there with "flying a crop duster into a military aircraft and shooting everyone inside" on Trevor's personal list of greatest accomplishments.