Once there was a small donkey, a real ***, he knocked me on my *** so I went to the Dr. I said, "Doctor....get your donkey his party hat. Then the doctor got the hat and started singing and tap dancing. So I took a long hard look at that penguin on the window ledge, overlooking the great south side of Chicago where the wind blew my *** far far away into next year. The Doctor commented: I like sandwiches with juicy bacon. Blasphemous I know, because I'm vegan but bacon is as bacon does. And vegans hate "lousy hunter" label.