What a combination.
And thanks to the thoughtfulness of my dear friend Steve, I am now the proud owner of an official piece of Art (tm). It now graces the squalor of my living quarters exceedingly well and has added that distinct touch of class and culture - an unfamiliar touch, indeed (though by no means an inappropriate touch or bad touch. If any smarty-ass readers out there even think about asking "now show me on the doll where it touched you" I will find you and personally coat you in honey and place you gently on an open fire ant hill).
I have now gone from merely living comfortably in LPD (Le Petit Dump, for those of you who may be unfamiliar with the official name of my room) to living a cultured and refined existence! Many of you will note that I am very pleased with this new development - and if you will pardon me, I must be off to delicately sip champagne from my early 21st Century Grotesque Gulp, manufactured exclusively for the discerning patrons of the 7-Eleven and look thoughtfully upon my gorgeous new piece of Art.
Further bulletins as events warrant.
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