THIS BLOG HAS RECEIVED HUNDREDS OF MESSAGES OF SUPPORT FOR THE BIRD AND BUFFALO ON THEIR DAY - INTERNATIONAL DISTURBED BUDDIES DAY. HERE IS A SAMPLE:
SAMMY, BRIGHTON, ENGLAND:
I know you're total whack jobs but keep up the blog, OK? I love it. It takes me to another place whilst I can't physically get there cuz I've got these belts holding me down. Give my regards to Dale when you see him next.
PS Ever tried geraniums? They're seriously yummy!
I feel your pain, dudes. Want me to shove my shotgun up your asses and pull the trigger? Gimme your address, I'll be round REAL soon.
Have you ever thought about what it's like to be a squirrel without a Freddy? I do wonder sometimes. I hope the surgery works, don't you?
You've helped me rediscover myself in a refreshing way not unlike that of a pixie in the long grass. My case comes up on Tuesday.
I worship the cyber space upon which you defecate on an involuntary basis. If only I could have bowels as big as yours. You rock!
You can fondle my whimsies anytime.
Flying without wings is so cool. Who's the father and who's the son? Do moths really feel anything when they burn? I thought I heard something. Is the door half open or half shut?
I'm yours. Well, anyone's, actually. When you're in London, call my mum and ask for me. I'll be there for you. You know that.
I am stuck here. I don't know how it happened. The strawberries are taking over the cabbages. Is it not inevitable, already.
AND MANY, MANY MORE.
THANK YOU AGAIN FOR JOINING US ON OUR JOURNEY TO THE LIGHTBULB
COMING SOON: THE ORIFICE PART #2
BUFFALO: Well, if Proust rings again, just tell him to f**k off!
AUDREY: I've tried that but he keeps dragging up the past.
BUFFALO: Jeez. He needs to get laid.
AUDREY: Talkin' of which...
BUFFALO: I'll be right over.