"Today Is The 14th Day Of June In The Year Of Our Lord 2011."

Mornin,  I evidently don't make sense too some people, can you believe that,  and I guess this zoo would be pretty hard too understand if you just tuned in. You would have too read back further than a few days.  Sooo, anybody, that visits, if you have the time read back a little.  You have too go pretty far back for Sammy, he is the squirrel that heard the tree fall in the forest see what I mean.  If I try and explain how all these critters and nuisances came about it would take me 4 months, because that is how long we have been building. So read on those of you that enjoy and let the rest of the world spin on, and I know most of you do not try to take the insinuations literally. It won't work.  What did Ricky Nelson sing, you can't please everyone so ya gotta please yourself.
Onward we move,  Plain must be whacken, with the other stooges hope he keeps his balls cool.  It is a lot easier to play with cool balls. Like that terminology.  Last night we did a take on Tarzans beard, I tried to tell Plain about the beginning of the Tarzan saga.  Little known fact that Edgar Rice Burroughs was a good friend of The Greystokes.  Years after their disappearance he went searching for them in equatorial Africa, when it was known as the Dark Continent, and lo and behold he found a white human being living among the Great Apes. Yep, Tarzan of The Apes, one Lord John Greystoke. He taught him how to speak, beyond UN GOWA, and they became fast friends. He ought to try too teach these Slavs how to speak. It would be easier to teach a monkey.  He did in fact find out, as Plain pointed out, that Tarzan and Cheetah maybe had something going on, Jane was kept in the dark.  Little known fact that is why they called it The Dark Continent. I for one was never really sure about Tarzan. I mean look at how the dude dressed. He had like a split diaper on, covering the crotch barely (maybe he was related too Weiner), and his hairless ass, much like his face.  Maybe he was just one of those guys that didn't have much hair on his body. You know semi-hirsute. One thing more before todays theme.  I had a friend we used to call him The Chicken.  He had no hair, I saw him run into the woods naked on the New York Thruway, he had a shit attack, we had too pull over and out the truck he ran.  He got into the woods grabbed two small trees and started his bowel movement. He was screamin and shittin and we were standing on The New York Thruway at 2 PM on a Sunday in the Summer, and I said too Phil The Thrill these people going by must think that is a Yeti, he had no clothes on and no hair.  I said, Phil we gotta get him and get outta here, cops are going to be here shortly, Thank God you are driving because the rest of us are still drunk.  Phil then informed me that he didn't have a license, and he was our designated driver.  Anyway we are back and screaming.  As you write on today, remember no rules. Maybe one day I will rehash what we have talked about for four months, I really don't know about that.  Today when you get a chance I laid Edgar Rice Burroughs out there, see if you can come up with a few famous not so famous, ridiculous, people that use three names.  Talk too you later.