The Koala in Me

Fatigue expressed through artistry. I am the koala of the internet today. Maybe my yukalyptis tree is on Waikiki and all bystanders make up lies about my sad, sweet form. Who would do that to a koala anyway? I am adorable and sweet and I have amazing claws that I have NEVER dug into anyone. You who say that that is the reality, are now cued for arrest in Hennepin County with all the "lawyers" and "law students" from St. Thomas University. I guess it is a little weird to see a koala taking mass transit like the bus and the train. It is not nice to stare. How about a smile instead. Calm, cool, and never corrupt, this entity is rockin' in the U.S. of A, koala style. Maybe I am silent because the truth is just too AUSTRALIAN and people will beat me and blame me simultaneously, if I say even one word. Oh, yeah, that already happened by a black couple with a tire iron in the streets of Indy as I walked home passed the gas station near my house. The male called the police on me as the woman beat my brains in. Well, I guess this koala, DID just speak. Using all of my mystical abilities to heal from these types of attacks has created a flat, grey life, with little creativity and positive emotion. Maybe my koala nation, from Indy, are now ready to take out the gout in Marion County Jail, starting with team "attorney." They multiplied in front of me in the special display at the zoo. NONE of you know how vicious these little CRITTERS can be.