I’ve been relegated to the “unpublished” location of Lenny gallery for MONTHS! Remember the snow leopard? Well, I can see why I didn’t get published before SHE did. But the freaking FLAMINGOS???? Good grief, gimma a break here. Butt-ugly, beady little eyes, and PINK! Along with about 50 other things just waiting to be freed, I sit and wait. Marvelous.
Somebody knows what I am. Lenny says I’m some sort of “mars-soup-peal” because I don’t have a belly button but I don’t think he knows diddly. I’m from Detroit and on LOAN to the Sacramento Zoo. I ain’t pealing anywhere and I don’t eat soup. As for the belly button, maybe he’s right; maybe he’s wrong. From what I’ve seen of them tho, they’re just dimples in the wrong place filled with lint. Even if I had fur that covered mine, at least my grooming partner would have licked the lint out of mine.
I guess I shouldn’t complain too much. There are still 51 poor suckers in Red Bubble purgatory, not in here for real and not just left comfortably in the backup hard drive either. But if someone would tell me what I am, I could really hang with that, especially now that I get a shot at being in the coveted Center Square of Lenny’s boring old Hollywood Squares-type front page. WOO HOO! Not.