About Mr. Flibble

My brain is hurting.  My mind is glowing.

…Luckily though, I’m wearning my yellow fluffy ear muffs of brain spillage protection, which should keep any readers safe.  Just make sure that I haven’t been impersonating Elvis within the last week.  That can lead to particularly feisty brain juice erruptions, and as good as the muffs are, there’s no guarantee you’ll live through it.

So who am I?

My name is Mr. Flibble and er… I drink lead paint.  Now that I’ve got that out in the open, I feel I’m ready to start my rehabilitation into a normal life.  Under the firm but loving guidance of Matron, I expect it’ll take a day or two.  Maybe a week.  27 years tops. 

I’ll be taking a few photos of my progress and posting them here.  I hope my journey will provide a valuable record that others may learn from.

Splendid.

Oooh… buy my Flibble stuff: