Grok grok. Glahggin’. Grok grok.

Glahg glahg. Ol’ Baggy is out there tryin’ t’ git ol’ Smokie t’ faaar up my flyin’ musheen so I’m blahggin’ fer her t’nite. I hope she ‘n’ ol’ Smokie don’ get too drunk on all that Listerine ‘n’ stuff. Enyway, I’m doin’ a podcast with a l’il help from my frien’s. Cap’n Grinch, I hope this is okay!


2 Responses to “Grok grok. Glahggin’. Grok grok.”

  1. Sam Says:

    Oh, my, Mouse needs CPR? That’d be LONG-distance CPR? Geeze, Loooo-eeeze. Be careful!

  2. kayak woman Says:

    Erg. He means the little mouse, Squeaky, who stayed home from Africa 🙂