What the . . . ? As I'm at my computer, I can see out my window into the woods behind my shack. Six or seven damn birdwatchers have descended upon on the area. There they are, poking their blasted binoculars into the air as they hide behind bushes and trees. What's with these pervs? How do they get away with violating the private lives of our birds, snooping and peering on the creatures' every move? They oughta be arrested as we speak!
-Old Gargoyle
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- Old Gargoyle
- The Old Gargoyle is a cranky old pessimist, former anvil polisher and former bodyguard for Fats Domino, and currently President and C.E.O. of Tic-Doc Productions, who thinks he is humorous or witty. Please do not encourage him. And while you are in this blog room, please do not touch nor disturb anything---it would only upset him. Furthermore, he frequently naps, so be QUIET when you enter and leave.
2 comments:
I read this in Google reader, where I subscribe to your blog, so I can watch it from afar without being seen. I guess by commenting I am blowing my cover.
Your cover shall never be blown away. Maybe slowly teased away, but never blown away.
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