Ok, if you insist.

This is more what I had in mind.

It has been a little while.

I haven't shaved any llamas lately, but I plan to try it soon. Any tips from YOU kevin would be great on this great pastime.

By the looks of this picture I may have some trouble.

A video that could change the election? You decide.

WHo is there?

I awoke to a strange and fowl voice speaking in mild latin saying "bumble bee tuna, bumble bee tuna. Much to my dismay I could not gather my thoughts of who it could be. The voice spoke so commandingly in Uraguain and a touch of Czechloslavakian. I was able to make out some of the translation as I conjured up some sort of meal that most people call brunchfast or lupper. The voice was basically trying to get me to pay some past due bill for when I purchased a faulty clothes hanger factory. Come to find out the voice was my pituitary gland trying to impersonate a telemarketer selling barn shingles made entirely of chewed up peanut hulls.

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Man, I woke up this morning with an earache in my ankle. At least I didn't wake up dead. That saying has never made sense to me. "Wake up dead." How is it possible to wake up if you're dead? What a conundrum. I should probably take up peeing on my hair. It should be more of a chore to open a store that sells porcupines that sell glue chips.

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So maybe I lied.

This is not a blog about shaving llamas, so I suppose you could sue me for false advertisement. So go ahead. I dare ya. And I will send my alpacas to your domicile to raid your refrigeration unit. Oh yeah, back to the reason for this blog...

I will periodically update the world on the state of my insanity, and the progression thereof. The doctors say I should be fine as long as I take my medication, so we'll see. I'll keep you posted, Mr. Gummy Bear.