oh no my dear friends and hoe's, the ekorre is not dead. Not even asleep. In fact, she is or should I say the spectacular me is making a Picasso out of my dear oh dear necklaces. Yes you motha fuckin flowertwinkles you heard right, I am a painter too. I'm sure you're wondering oh my is there anything that this magnificent being can't do? And even tough it might be hard to phantom there is one thing that I can't even do inside my fuzzy little head. I can't watch Glee.

to be a turtle or not to be, that is the question.