Newt is a master of stealth. I’ll call him a fuzzy little shadow-slicer.

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Kev’s coming by after work today to see the place, kick Newtie-bear around, exchange prezzies, and hang about.

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Blackbird’s head on a raven’s torso. It’s subtle.

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Newton’s got eyes like two slitted, amber fists when focused on stalking the crinkly stuffed flea of doom.

He sings…

I’m bad ju-ju,
I use voodoo if I choose to,
I’ll harness the powers of evil to abuse you!

which reminds me… The mighty Boosh strikes again!

The Tundra rap:

Whiteness,
Nothingness,
Endlessness
Death

The whiteness of the whale
Pales in comparison
Oh my god!
Who the hell are you?

I’m little Johnny Frostbite moving around
Freezin’ you up freezing you down
Like an icicle
Comin’ in your tent like a cold night scissor bite
Arctic death
Infinite night

They call me tundra boy because
I move like an arctic lizard
When the Blizzard strikes
I disappear like a pipe dream
All that’s left is the gleam
On the tent peg

Boosh, Boosh, Stronger than a moose
Don’t lock your doors or we’ll come through your roof top
Stop look around take your mind off the floor
Because The Boosh is loose and we’re a little bit RAW!

Ice, floe, nowhere to go
Ice floe, nowhere to go
Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaaaaa!

1 year ago – Mel’s prezzies, Jill good / ADP sucks (both are long gone), tell me meme, No Godzilla, Bush / Scalia / Thomas

2 years ago – RotK w/Dan, 51 successes, gabbed with sedef, Atom feeds

3 years ago – cravings, adoration, sinanju

4 years ago – stray fugitive lotr thoughts, my fondness for orange/yellow foods, rejection letter, where there’s a whip, there’s a way

5 years ago – cards, filters added