Dear person of extreme personage,
I saw today I had a follower. It made me feel proud, like I'm a leader of sorts and I mean something, then I realized it wasn't you Adell.... I don't know what to think. I can't lead that other guy! He's scary like the mokana stuffed animal that I sometimes wake up to in the middle of the night. But mokana is so loving and soft that I could never stay scared of him. After all, who else would befudle Kurgi if he wasn't around. Someday I'm gonna dress you up like a big soccer ball. Then I could kick you all over the street and no one would think twice on it. But if you got bruises your face would look less like you and more like a bag of Dole blueberries. Then maybe you'd taste swell. And your face would swell. I like that idea. But I don't want you to be in any pain so I'll have to do it to my follower instead. Now I'm all sad....
Monday, June 14, 2010
Drats those Fishtics!
Posted by Joyous of the Dishsoap at 7:11 PM
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