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Carnival of Comedy (The Carnival So Good It’s Got A Spare)…

Here at The Kag Report we like to be different so we’ve decided to post the Carnival of Comedy at the scheduled time. Sure we know what you’re saying, “anybody can host a carnival if they post it on the scheduled day” and you&#…

Everyone thinks that conversation with yourself is so funny, FIAR. I don’t understand why. It seemed perfectly normal to me, if a little on the dry, mundane side.

Ah, screw it… death to you all!

My daughter came to me with a look of misery and dejection. She asked me, “Daddy, does Mr. FIAR really want to hang that nice CheChe man?” Her lip was quivering as her eyes filled with tears, so smakced the shit out of her and told to stop being such a cry baby.

Rope. Tree. CheChe.

I’ll fully assemble this one.

When I finished her lower lip started to tremble and her eyes began to fill with tears, “Daddy” she said, “why are the bloggers so hateful?”

Because.

Now that I have offered you the in depth explanation and analysis, stop dumping your problems on your child or I shall be forced to flog you mercilessly, and put you in the National Fmragtops Forest of Woe.

I must thoroughly condemn CheChe for his viscious attack on my side which caused it to split from uproarious (is that a frikkin word?) laughter. Darn you, Che Che. Darn you straight to heck!

I only have one child – would calling her and the dog close to me count?

I’m assuming this works as some sort of talisman against the fury of a post-feet-getting-back CheChe…

– MuscleDaddy