*dying*...man that Nashy cracks me uppp. or down. or five...help, help, i'm stuck in a bermuda triangle of old gags...
i always thought nez was catching a frisbee in that pic OR doing his morning stretches. gotta keep in shape in his age. no wait, he is just dodging the rock i hurled at him for ever forming the Council On Ideas. "and i would've kissed his lil booboo but then i remembered he was a dumb little monkee so i KICKED IN HIS FACE!!!!" how's that for vulgarity! huh?
i love him really. i just bounced and hopped on his street for heaven's sake! and he don't need to lose no weight or grow back no beards, he perfect just as he is. who wants to slap me for babytalking now?

gotta run. and remember, not that bird cecil, THIS bird!!
harmony, roo