Exist stage left. On another note I was busy this weekend and missed my once-in-a-lifetime comment opportunity with that consultation with Dr. Goat post!! I went back and left a comment, belatedly.
Well, I was just walking along, minding my own business and BAM! Goats everywhere. Naturally I fit right in, so I wrangled my way up the ladder, and got that guy a spot on the board. Can't be any worse than what we got now, can it?
I hope so man. Because I am NOT ready to go to war with my own space organization. My crew is tired and we will not have patience for any species takeovers. All we want is an explanation. Our new goat overlords owe us that much.
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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Heavens to murgatroyd!!
Exist stage left.
On another note I was busy this weekend and missed my once-in-a-lifetime comment opportunity with that consultation with Dr. Goat post!! I went back and left a comment, belatedly.
Snagglepuss is BACK, man!
I knew you would get to that one eventually Dr. G. I just want answers man. How did he get a job at headquarters. Is everyone just a goat now?
Well, I was just walking along, minding my own business and BAM! Goats everywhere. Naturally I fit right in, so I wrangled my way up the ladder, and got that guy a spot on the board. Can't be any worse than what we got now, can it?
PS. Don't take anything he says literally. You need to figure out the hidden meaning. You know, plans within plans.
I hope so man. Because I am NOT ready to go to war with my own space organization. My crew is tired and we will not have patience for any species takeovers. All we want is an explanation. Our new goat overlords owe us that much.
And an explanation you shall have my friend. Of course it will cost you some tasty greens, a few scraps, and a tin can or two. You won't be sorry.
Of course, we have to consult with Mr. Know-it-all first...and Bullwinkle is hard to get a hold of lately.
Lousy malt liquor drinking Moose. He's a boozer and a fire starter.
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