Pin Heads!

Hellooooo! Have you missed me? I am SO MAD that my ma ape has been hogging the Apple and I have missed important things like Asta's Party and Bear's Burpday, and even Sherman's Plastic Surgery! Jeez! But I also have had important things to do. You might know that I live next to Pennsylvania which you may know is voting soon and so I have had many things to do. Like teaching this dude to bowl because, judging from the attention shown on the news shows, it is apparently a required skill to be President:





I used this as an example of what NOT to do.

I myself just waddle down the lane and take the pins out with my big ole head. My technique looks something like this:

Now, I will soon have to correct the record from my sissy's post about how I caught a deer. And also how that deer has returned to stalk the fearsome Wally. That poor thing probably lives in fear of this:


I mean, that ferocious face is enough to give anyone nightmares, eh? That's like Ted Nugent level crazy hunter face.

For Granny, a Fox Babe

So my granny is a big Fox News fan. She especially loves it when she's at the gym and on the elliptical and someone turns on the Faux News and turns it up REAL LOUD she can hear John Gibson's voice echoing in her ears as she works out, slowly killing her brain cells. So I wanted to post this for her from the Daily Show--a report on Fox News:





Haha. Granny's gonna be SO MAD at me. Haha.

OMGeeeeeeeee!

Do you do you do you remember THIS????

OMG! That's when I caught the DEERS! Guess WHAT! That deers is back for REVENGE! I saw saw saw her at the field today! And the mean mean mean ma ape and the STOOPID OPPRESSIVE LEASH kept me from protecting Wallys! The DEERS is like TOTES HUGE now and must weigh 800 pounds! Like that's what Wallys weighs! OMG!

I WANT TO CATCH THE DEERS! I COULDN'T EVEN PLAY IN THE FIELDS BECAUSE OF THE STOOPID DEERS! HELP ME GET OFF MY LEASH! DON'T LET WALLY SEE THE BLOG BUT HE WILL PROBABLY KNOW BECAUSE I AM SHOUTING!

bye ETHEL!!!!!!!

PEE ESS! Look I CAN FLY!

March Madness!

Yes, it is March Madness. In April. No one has ever accused the apes of making a lot of sense. Anyway, March Madness is the BIG b-ball tournament. They start with 64 teams and end with two. And guess which two I picked?

This one:


And this one:


And guess which two teams are going to play in the final on Monday??? Darn tootin' it's MY TEAMS! One is the Kansass Jayhawks and the other one is the Memphis Tigers (who eat a lot of BBQ). This is one happy little dude! I win!


That's because last night I had to have friends over to watch the games and my lady Narra's person and a person belonging to a dog named Rousseau came over. And while I usually don't like dudes I was totally good. I didn't even growl! Even at the dude in the Michigan shirt! They did an excellent job bribing me with beefy jerky.

My ma ape made Marge-a-ritas. They are blue! For our teams! (But they're in Husker mugs lest we forget our REAL loyalties in REAL sports).


And we watched some B-ball (and or chewed on bones).


And by the time Kans-ass played I was exhausted so I went to sleep on my ma ape. I drooled all over her pants--HA!


I win the weekend!