
Muskrat / Hamster Love
Captain & Tennille
Obviously She is ‘Lip sync-ing’ This–
I Don’t Care.
I’d Follow Her Any Where.
And Her Fake Teeth Are Too Bright White.
No Matter:
I Still Lover Her
She Was The Real Deal!
Toni Tennille
Bona-Fide!
A
For Real
G’Damn Saint!

Way back in the day when I was a wee child and living in Kansas City with My Daddy and my Evil Step-Mom DJ, I had a pet hamster.
He was a tiny baby hamster, so I had to feed him from a very tiny baby milk bottle. I loved feeding him so much in this way.
Well I kinda ‘over-did’ it and one day he just exploded.
It was, needless to say, a shocking mess.
Hamster abuse!
Unintentional.
But I was guilty!
Imagine my remorse.

This was my first personal tragedy.
First time I ever felt sorrow.
I tried to hold on to memories of happier times:

But I kept having this recurring dream:

I was not an evil child.
But I grew up to be an evil man.
It’s a Darwinian thing:
“Evolution”
Survival of the fittest
What goes around comes around I guess.
Karma?

Good Karma?
I’ve accumulated none.
(And probably too late to rack up any)
Oh wait!
John and Yoko can hook me up!
Instant Karma
Added Bonus Value: HAMSTERDAM
“It’s Baltimore Gentlemen–The Gods Will Not Save You”
More Poignant Today Than Yesterday
“The Wire”
“The Gods Will NOT Save You”
Video Compilation Credit: hartzilladesign