Now meet Chukanuka. The guy that I seriously relate to.

This is his description:
Ok, you know what? Chuckanucka. That's what. Chuckanucka worries about pretty much everything under the sun: What if the phone rings when I go out? What if the mail man tries to deliver my Deluxe Ugly Earmuffs when I'm in the bathroom? Hey, I don't remember leaving the closet door open just a crack like that! What if I can't ever stop thinking about my name over and over? Chuckanucka has a pretty strange way of looking at life. Sometimes he wonders if this is all just a hologram, and on other days he wonders what's going to happen if they stop making CD players... How will I play my favorite CDs??? I have over nine of them!!! Poor Chuckanucka. Lucky Chuckanucka.

Hey, nice blog. I'l have to visit your blog frequently, because to live I need oxygen and beauty. :-) Hope to see more beautiful things here.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting. Yeah, you'll be experiencing plenty of beauty here. :)
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