Damn cephalopod ghosts! I just hope they don't try their voodoo on Jennifer Love Hewitt. I'd hate to see the Ghost Whisperer become another octopi victim.
Well the good thing is that she attended one of my weekend seminars and knows that she has the advantage of being able to see them coming. Plus now she keeps her pockets full of salt packets for self defence. She is a reliable member of our board of directors.
Because the only whispering I want to do with the cephalopod is saying goodbye when I get close enough to stab them in their bulby heads. Usually your 'whisperers care about the creatures they are 'whispering' too.
I will tell you a secret. I have control over a certain tree dwelling, nut eating rodent. Currently all we are waiting on are the little uniforms before the invastion begins.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
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Damn cephalopod ghosts! I just hope they don't try their voodoo on Jennifer Love Hewitt. I'd hate to see the Ghost Whisperer become another octopi victim.
Cool graphic, though!
Well the good thing is that she attended one of my weekend seminars and knows that she has the advantage of being able to see them coming. Plus now she keeps her pockets full of salt packets for self defence. She is a reliable member of our board of directors.
Cal, why don't you become the first octopus whisperer?
I'd like to see that....from a distance.
Because the only whispering I want to do with the cephalopod is saying goodbye when I get close enough to stab them in their bulby heads. Usually your 'whisperers care about the creatures they are 'whispering' too.
OK, then how about spiders?
You could rule the world if you could whisper to Arachnids.
I will tell you a secret. I have control over a certain tree dwelling, nut eating rodent. Currently all we are waiting on are the little uniforms before the invastion begins.
Well, my wife is always calling me a squirrel, and my favorite hero is one (with a moose for a sidekick), so where do I join up?
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