Thank you for choosing AbsurdAir, your captain for this flight is KaidokJ. He has no license, can’t see well and is easily distracted so there’s good chance we’ll never make our destination. But since this whole flight metaphor is just a weak attempt at a humorous anecdote, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. Ah damn, I crashed through the 4th wall.
Anyway, thanks for the watch.
I’m sure you regret your choice by now, considering this madness is basically what you signed up for, but since all tickets are non-refundable, welcome to Crazytown. Quarantine measures come into effect upon arrival.
On a more serious note, here’s basically the run down. Posting regularly, free funny stories in most fav replies, and the intro to Kevin the Llama in the Llama Badge reply. Not every piece has a story written but DS prefix pics definitely do. Also, if you haven’t already heard, I’ve been designated Kevin Llamason’s official biographer, so you can check out what he’s been up to in The Kevin Chronicles.
So that’s about it. Thanks again for flying AbsurdAir, and I hope you enjoy the ride.
Thanks for the fav on DS#39 - Funk Level: Moldy Cheese
I have never personally reached this level of funk. Even after studying under the Great Guru Grand Master Leeroy Jenkins, renowned for his grace under pressure and cool head in battle, I just can’t reach it. I’ve tried all the usual methods. I ran with the bulldogs in Africa, swam with the land-sharks in east Ukraine, I abseiled up a hillock in the Yucatan and swapped tall tails with an Antarctic giraffe, but still I can’t level up. I just don’t have the experience points. Alas, I am doomed to remain at Funk Level: Old Socks until I defeat Boss Hogg. If only I had the Sword of Swank + 5, I just know I could beat him…