Meet Lance.

Lance. He's just too cool. Originally a dog, he's now a dog/unicorn/elk/bighorned sheep/reg. sheep/monkey/cat/Pegasus (or bird... but Peggy is cooler)/monkey/bunny hybrid. And yes, that little yippy rat, ah-dog, was annoying Lance. Be warned rats!

Trouble comes in the shape of rubber ducks

Due to an unfortunate miscalculation, an army of yellow squeaky ducks will arrive in shiny vehicles which travel through space in five days, 8 hours, 27 minutes, and 3.64 seconds. They will proceed to squeak and squeak, until we all hold our hands up and surrender. My advice to you: find earplugs and keep them with you at all times. Or, find something better for me to do with my time.

Hmm..

I havn't posted on her because I havn't had much to say.So there.

I have never witnesed the TRUE magic of makers.

Randomizing!

Ok.... another post on our favorite topic! Whoever said that I fell off my bike the other day while riding around on my street is a liar. Yes... a dirty rotten liar. What really happened was this. I was going outside when a goat on a skateboard came rushing down my street and crashed into me. I fell onto my shoulder and it hurt. Not too bad though... (and it was a bit ago, so don't start hoping anything) See for some odd reason, people seem to think that I have fallen off my bike a lot. (If nothing else I say is true this is: I don't fall off my bike a lot.) But for some odd reason, some people seem to think that the scars I have on my leg and elbow are from me falling off my bike! Active imaginations, wouldn't you say? So... another truth is finally being revealed on a semi-public stage. I was riding down my street on two cows. Yes, two. I had one foot on one, and one on the other. Then, this whole party of dwarves surrounded me!! Who said dwarves were nice? Anyway, the dwarves tried to attack my cows with spears, and bows, and pointy sticks, and very small rocks. And so my cows started to rear. Yes, bucking cows. How could you not believe me? Have you ever tried to stand with one foot on each cow while they were bucking? Honest, have you? Because if you have, then you know that it's quite hard. Balance is one problem. And gravity is another. Darn gravity. I'm telling you these cows were almost standing straight up! So, obviously I fell. I don't belong to a rodeo after all. I fell on my side, and I got cut up pretty bad. Now you know what really happened on that day all those years ago. And if you have problems with this truth... then go and see a psychiatrist. =+)

Picture

I can't find the colored version!!!! ARG!!! (This is just for anyone not special enough to have seen the other picture. I wish I could find that colored version. *pouts* Oh well....