Once again I find myself sorely beset. LOBO, the nefarious editor of The Predator Press is after me again.
This morning, after returning from an invigorating walk across our local lake, I decided to see what was new in the world of my fellow bloggers.
This time, in an apparent fit of pique over my wise decision to ignore any further barbs throw by the misguided mad m..sad fellow, LOBO is now threatening to take his Predator Press Lifetime Achievement Award away from me.
Indeed, he is even attempting to foist this NOW debased award off on other unsuspecting bloggers of quality.
Naturally, I care noting about awards. Indeed, when those Nobel people came to me yammering something about a "Piece Prize" or some such nonsense, I told them. "No Gentlemen, it won't do. It simply won't do. Give your Award to some lesser light. Perhaps someone in need of encouragement."
Hey Fella!
I won this fair and square!
I won this fair and square!
In hindsight, it was perhaps, a bad idea.
But in this case there is a higher principle to be served. The Award I received from LOBO was supposed to be a Lifetime Award. And I simply can't, for the sake of his immortal soul, (or whatever he's using as a substitute) allow him to renege on his own word.
So... What to do about LOBO?
I could have him killed of course,....
But that...that... would be....wrong.
...
Yes. That would be wrong. But how could I defend myself from the attack I know will surely be coming? After all, despite living in a fortified compound deep in North-west-central Idaho, with large amounts of weaponry, ammunition, and the enthusiastic assistance of the gapped-toothed, in-bred, quadruped-supremacists I call my friends and neighbors, I'm basically a peaceable man.
And LOBO is obviously neither peaceable, nor by recent opinion polls, human.
No, I obviously need help. (So many people tell me that daily.)
That's when it hit me! Set a homicidal maniac to catch a homicidal maniac! I know that LOBO has recently accidentally snapped the Space-Time continuum. If I could somehow alert the 'then' LOBO that gave me the Award, that the LOBO of the present was trying to take the Award away, I'll bet the 'then' LOBO would come forward to 'now', to help defeat the 'now' LOBO!
(Everyone got that? Sy, just read it over a few more times.)
Fortunately I have Holoscan commentary installed here. So I went back to the comments from when LOBO gave me the award, and posted a plea for help. It was answered immediately.
So Present day LOBO, I now have high-powered protection!
He's younger, stronger, and at present unmarried, so he's not as distracted.
But, I still would like to offer the Laurel and Hearty hand of friendship to you. Let's put aside this bickering and come together is a spirit of blogging solidarity!
And can we hurry it up?
The then LOBO has already drank all my beer, I can't get the ring off the tub, and now all the sheets smell funny.
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