Sukurz!

There, I said it before you could. These little finger foods were left in a box in front of the Marine Lab and the story goes that the bleeding-heart-white-girls took to them immediately. My wife being one of them, we volunteered to take them for a weekend feeding shift. That means carrying them around in a piss-and-poo-filled cardboard box everywhere we go so we can nurse them every 4-5 hours. That means mixing and warming powdered kitten formula and feeding them individually from tiny nippled bottles. And when I say taking them everywhere that includes a Korean wedding reception last night at the Sheraton where an apparently famous aging Korean rock-star was MC. He sang songs and wore a skin-tight black t-shirt with sparkling pink skulls on it. They also woke up with us at 4am today to go run a Valentine's Day 5k. That was fun. More on that from Sloan.

Being the bleeding-heart-brown-boy I am, I want the all-black.