The Chinchilla Loved Andy Kaufman

Ok. A few of you have expressed disappointment about my absence from the blogosphere. But if you read my last post, you will see that like any good court of appeals, I didn't decide anything without leaving an issue open for later decision. I mean, seriously, does it not drive you frickin' nuts every time the United States Supreme Court gets a juicy legal issue and decides its so narrowly that it allows for even more litigation later? Lawyers--I tell ya, sometimes they make Mr. Chinchilla crazy. But I've digressed. (I think my cap is too tight, today. . . . I must remember not to dry clean it next time.)

The truth of the matter is that the chinchilla has maintained a secret blog for sometime now. Don't act surprised. You know you have one, too. But I'm tiring of writing it. I don't know what it is. The chinchilla just doesn't seem to have the motivation to write posts these days. Maybe it's my raisins. I did switch brands a couple months ago from the Sunmaid variety. I guess going with the generic has really effed up the chinch. Whatever the cause, though, my secret chinchilla blog just doesn't give me the pleasure that this one did back in the day.

So here's the deal. If you want me to post here, click "Keep the chinchilla." If you don't, click "Dump the chinchilla." Either way, I really don't give a damn, but I'm going to abide by the tyranny of the majority because at this blog it's not about the chinchilla, right?

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Goodbye, I'm Mr. Chinchilla

Heya, kids! One of my West Virginia blog buddies has expressed some concern about me.

"Oh, please, Mr. Chinchilla," she said, "Don't kill your fantasy!"

"What the hell are you talkin' bout, Willis?" I asked her.

"Mr. Chinchilla, oh, most wonderful and wise and amazing chinchilla, who has divined truths about the universe greater than I shall ever ascertain, your failure to post early and often leaves my heart and mind empty."

"Tough cookies," I chirped. "When the bloggers stop asking for interviews, the chinch calls it quits. Capice?"

"Oh, but no, you can't do that, Mr. C! No you just can't! Please, I want to delve into your twisted chinchilla fantasies. I want to read about them. I want insight into your inner chinchilla!"

"Feh. I need some tequila." Then I ended the conversation.

The chinchilla has gotta say, though, that he has most enjoyed interviewing everyone. Maybe someday he'll return.

But I doubt it.

Goodbye, I'm Mr. Chinchilla.

Pulp Chinchilla

This chinch had a truly awesome va-kay. And you?



Next time, though, I'm charging Donutbuzz for the use of my image.