You know llamas are right up there with the monkeys and the chickens in the Bubbles in the Think Tank oeuvre. Heck, you should have seen me this week fighting back the laughing tears at the new statement of anger: I’m going to reach back to my second stomach on you.
But we’re not angry now. No, not a bit.
Right now we’re elated to see an overnight increase in the Think Tank Posse. I like to see it grow before my very eyes. Nod, wink, etc.
And as the new peeps filter into the fold, remind us to speak in complete sentences, to fill in the back stories of history when you don’t know what we’re talking about, and to keep covering new territory that the Posse can mark as its own.
So enjoy last night’s show. We tried to fill in a blank or two. But I’m sure we’ll have more to fill in later.