I feel good, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nahhhh…you know that I shu – ud nah-nah-nah-nah-nah- nah. I feel good nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah…you know that I shu-ud nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah. So good, uh huh…so fine, yeah I got you! And you, and you, and you, too!! I’m feeling the love tonight, oh, yeah. Thank you, James Brown, dearly departed Godfather of Soul.
For all of you calendar-watchers, and you know who you are, tonight’s the Eve of Our First Month Anniversary. Cel – eh – brate good times, come on, let’s celebrate some good times! I’m kickin’ ass and takin’ names, if you don’t mind. When I first started my rants and raves, I thought it was a good venue for voicing a few opinions and observations on the follies and frailties of my Peeps and my buddies of my own kind, if you will. Sometimes a Great Notion creates a life of its own, and that’s what’s happened to moi. I’ve found that, au contrere to my initial descriptions, my life isn’t in the slow lane after all. I’m a Dog on the Edge. Heh, heh. I stole that one from Shrek’s Donkey.
Slow took a picture of me after I went to the Fluff ‘N Puff this afternoon, and I think I’m looking pretty fine. Handsome is a word that springs to mind, and it sounds very dignified and ultra cool, so I’m extending an invitation tonight to all of you hot chicks out there who would like to rendezvous with the Red Man for some fun and games. Beware – I’m a tiger, I’m a tiger, I’m a tiger. I also tend to verge on high-strung, which is polite peepspeak for totally wired. But, let’s not focus on the negatives, which are easily overshadowed by my dapper good looks and bubbly personality. Personality is my strong suit, I’d say. Not to mention my sensitivity to the needs of others. I’d put that right up there at the top of my good features. So, you see, I have a lot to offer the right bitch.
So, let me hear from you, and thanks again for the 844 hits this past month. You’re the best! (Next to Slow and Pretty.)