The Frogman

You cannot have my Appa.

Tumblr, Batman cartoons, and this derpy fluffball. 

My mom cut my hair. And a little bit of my ear. It bled. And then it bled some more. Apparently ears have a lot of blood inside them. I’d say they are 98% blood and 2% ear stuff. She felt really guilty about it. I ended up getting cookies. The truth is, I would have let her slice both my ears for some cookies, so I think her guilt is unwarranted.

Sometimes I think he knows when I don’t feel well and he comes to visit me. Though when I hug him he acts like an embarrassed teenager getting parental affection in front of his peers.  

Some folks have been concerned because I haven’t shown my face in a while. I still exist. Fear not. 

Taking the Bat’leth out for a spin.