Why is it that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west? Why is it that the transcendental meditations of an erstwhile lilliputian monk (bathed in gravy) result in Presidential appointments of the 19th century that also involved trombones and Tupac?
These are the festering questions; the stories, the epic chantey's; the foundation of the musings of a site that will often pay homage to Al Kaline (with particular attention to his magical spleen juice).
Stay tuned....the journey begins.....
General Fester
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Madcap adventures from the mind of Aesop's favorite badger....
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Comments? COMMENTS?
Yeah, I've got comments!
IN MY PANTS!
I thought we were done with you idiots. Guess not....
Just stopping by to remind you that Dayton is the center of civilization.
Right, then...carry on.
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