Well, the first week of the blog has come and gone; laughs were shared, tears were shed, and horses were shod. I've exposed parts of myself that, while not the parts for which I could get arrested, are generally best left kept under wraps. But too late now! They are out there, blowing in the wind like so many other things that blow in the wind, like leaves and empty grocery bags caughts in a draft and - if the wind happens to be part of a tornado - barns.
Aaaanyway, lets move on, mainly because my "backspace" key is broken.
I have here the results of last weeks poll, asking people with which hand to they write. The findings were surprising. 88% of people polled said they write with their right hands, meaning they are regarded as enlightened beings to the monkey population at large. I feel confident that you will all join me when I say, 'Wow, monkeys are silly.' We had no one admit to being left-handed, and therefore a ninja, but I suppose those who in fact are martial-assassins you would not want your identities exposed, so that's okay. Neither did we have any ambidextrous Kryptonians nor illiterate mind-reading carnies, so good for you! We did have one brave soul to come out and admit they were G'bort! And to that individual, I salute you as the new High Commander. May you lead your people into a future that is greater, brighter, and velvety-softer than any future that has come before it in the past of tomorrow. Huzzah!
Well, see ya later!
Winter Chicken Bake
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