Once upon a time, Weasel was walking to
a super villains lair in his
Batman costume singing
nostalgic songs like na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na, BATMAN! when he came across some
blueberries. So he took a taste, as he had little to lose and not much to
gain. He became
aroused and fantasized about
grouper sex. Since he was on some else's
real estate he thought he better
23 skidoo outta there and get his head straight. He thought of nice things like puppies and flowers and parties and
birthdays but it didn't work too long. Soon his mind wandered back to
solstice naked bicycle parades. Desperate to be rid of these thoughts, he hopped into
Miss Ruby's double posting time machine. There he took solace in all of the
bacon bacon.
Hey everyone! I am baaaaaack
