Less than one hour to wait before the departure of my funeral procession, ooo-weeee!
Thanks for all the psychological advice, but what I need are hard medications, lots of them.
But we're on an isolated island, no pharmacy, so maybe I'll just relax, and think pleasant thoughts... Chicken pot pie!... Chocolate-covered raisins!... ehh... Glazed ham!...
I don't know... they think I'm CRAZY. But I know better. It is not *I* who am crazy. It is I who am MAD! Didn'tcha hear 'em? Didn'tcha see the CROWDS?
Goofball bites into a bar of soap
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Oh, my beloved ice cream bar... how I love to lick your creamy center! And your oh-so-nutty chocolate covering!
You're not like the others... you like the same things I do! Waxed paper... boiled football leather... dogbreath... We're not hitchhiking anymore! We're RIDING!
Oh, no. I know what YOU want. You covet my ICE CREAM BAR!
No, you don't! You can't take it from me now. I've had this ice cream bar since I was a CHILD! People... always trying to take it from me! Why won't they LEAVE ME ALOOOOONNNNE?
Goofball grabs toothbrush from his smashed luggage
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Don't make me use this! One step closer, I'm WARNING ya! Don't make me use it! NOW you've done it. YOU FORCED ME TO USE IT!
Oh yes, now you ask for "level-headed explanations," haha, I laugh, I laugh, I already gave you one, post 351, I didn't effing rolefish, you mouldy collection of re-gifted seven-layered fruitcakes - oh yeah, that explanation was immediately jumped on as, oh-so-scummy, by at least 300 people and their cousins from Turkey.
Wow. Who calibratred the scumdars this morning? The scum?
Goofball entire body shakes violently
What happened? But seriously... the best way I can help the Town at this point, again I recently learnt this, is not to waste people's time defending myself now that I see in my figurative crystal ball that it's going to be a pointless exercize.
I'll be glad to do the Town one last favor, and vote vitaminR when and how you want me to. Frankly I don't understand the purpose of CA's plan but I don't care. Just say the word, I am your faithful, humble, condemned servant.
I won't ask Adele how many times she's forced to use the words "faith" and "trust" in her posts. It's probably her own choice! Doesn't she know that faith is not a way to acquire knowledge?
IMPORTANT NOTE: If you can't find a nice, plump Goliath beetle larva for my last meal, I'll settle for a tarantula, crunchy outside, tender inside. I insist on the monkey piss vinaigrette, and I trust Pooky can cook up a frothy pina colada. If you could decorate it with a slice of orange, a maraschino cherry, and a little umbrella, that would really put a smile on that colorful goofball face of mine.
Cheerio! Off to the beach to enjoy the warm sun, the pelicans, the egrets, and the sand between my toes.