13 May 2009


Gentle Readers,

The Wigwam is temporarily closed due to flooding, excessive phlegm, high temperatures, and a certain substances that are illegal in Malaysia. Please stay tuned for further developments.

Thank You.

The Management.


You should never ever name a little boy-Flem.

Nor Floyd, nor Otis, nor Jim Bob.

To do so is to reveal more about yourself than you ought.

Flem tells people that not only does your family tree look like a telephone pole, it also resembles a Totem pole.

This is bad. This is bad even by Appalachian standards.

I discovered I had a great-grandfather named Buckskin Parrish. I thought. . .actually I didn't know what to think at first. . .But hey, it was the 19th century in very rural America before malls, and Abercrombie and Fitch, and Old Navy. Somebody named Buckskin is somebody you want on your football team to intimidate the others on Friday nights. Lets face it, would you feel comfortable guarding Buckskin? Not if you valued your teeth and had long-range plans to marry a shallow woman who insists on her man having good facial qualities.

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