Icky

Yes.

Icky.
This is how I feel today.
Icky.
I am recovering from the flu.
Yes.
The flu.
The flu is icky.
It makes you all disgusting and hurting all over like an arthritic old person.
I don't like feeling like an arthritic old person.
It is icky.
Yes.
Icky.
Yes.
So, with all of the swine flu talk and us having a Mexican pig on the farm that runs around screaming, "Tu tienes mi gato!" (I don't have a picture of him now, but here is his baby picture:
), the humans all panicked and sent me far away to a veterinarian or something, but I escaped with my awesome kung kwate (a mix of kung fu, tae kwon do, and karate) I looked sort of like this right before I attacked. The little dude didn't see it coming. Yes:


Now I am back. And dangerous. Weeeee.
Have a nice day.

P.S. I have noticed that some of you don't know that the posts go from bottom to top like blogs do. Well now you know. Goodbye.

iStuff

Kays.
Well, here is some istuff (interactive stuff on the internet that you use to catch internet fish in) that I personally love and think you, as my fellow llama (You'd BETTER be my fellow llama! Here's what I think of those who aren't llamas: *stabs everyone who isn't a llama in the chest 37 times*), will love, too!

Kraziness





VISIT THEM!!! Or else...
You have been warned...

Intros

HELLO WORLD!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
THIS IS FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I'm done. Yeah.
Well, I'm Noodles!
In case you're a bit mentally challenged and haven't noticed, I'm a llama.
Yes.
A llama.
L-L-A-M-A.
And if you thought I was an alpaca, I may need to refer you for phsychiatric help.
Yes.
Well, hi.
Yeah.
.
^Look up there^
It's a bug
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There's more!
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AH!!!
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It's a bug army!!!
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!
SAVE BOBBY!!!
SAVE HIM!!!
DO IT!!!
OR I WILL SPIT ON YOU LIKE THAT IDIOTIC ALPACA YOU THOUGHT I WAS!!!

Yeah...
Got a bit carried away there...
Yeah..
Well, I'm gonna go...
I think I need to see some animal psychologist like that donkey said i should before I stabbed him 37 times in the chest*.
Oops.
I wasn't supposed to tell you that.
Good bye and may the llamas be with you, senor


*No donkeys were hurt in the making of this blog post even if the writer said she did. Or he did. Whatever. My point is, don't go calling the ASPCA on us. Please. Thank you and may the llamas be with you, senor.