re: #35 Shiplord Kirel, Friend of Moose and Squirrel

I’m ready! I live in a fortress, the Kirel Supreme Global Command Center and Conspiracy Compound. It is in the howling wilderness west of the nethermost suburban fringes of the DFW metroplex. It is surrounded by genetically enhanced killer coyotes, treacherous thigh-high cacti, angry rattlesnakes, giant wingnut-eating feral pigs, and heavily armed weirdos the like of which has not been seen in public since the release of Deliverance. I am thinking about importing a troop of baboons or some Russian wolves to provide additional help with unwelcome visitors.

meanwhile, I hold down the studio fort here in South Carolina. My bed is actually just those creepy vampire groupies from the Val Kilmer Dracula movie, but they have sweet thighs that they use when rolling my cigar for me. Sadly, at my age, I can’t roll my cigar more than once a week, and normally only if I’ve taken the full regimen of multi-vitamins beforehand.