Calling all Pizzle Hunters!

Ever since I saw this story about what might be the world's tallest bull I've been thinking pizzle.

But to tackle this dude I need some help. Ike? GooberStan? Do you have your pizzle huntin' tools handy? Peanut, we might need reinforcements!

As you can see I will need to change out of my Flying Nun costume:

What? Can't a dude hunt flying nuns?

A Mighty Stain

This morning I made a tribute to my pal Ikenstein, the proud recipient of the first Stain award, selected by the greatest Stainer of them all, Joe Stains.

After my early morning walk and breakast I settled onto the couch for my early morning nap. And then I sat up, leaned over the edge of the couch and barfed out the Really Expensive Breakfast my ma ape had just made me. Reversal of fortune. Vomitacious. Puke-o-Rama. There will be Barf. It was wonderful. 'Twas a mighty stain.


This picture has nothing to do with the actual stain. My ma ape just said the stain just made her nauseous and she refused to take a picture of it. It is pinkish-orange on our already nasty grey carpet. SO AWESOME.


I hope I paid adequate tribute to my fellow Stainers.

Goin' to the Chapel!

My pal Ike got HITCHED today to his lovely lady Martha. The color was PINK which is great because I look totally hot in pink.



Congratulations Ike and Martha!