The Love of a Good Woober

Wally is my buddy. He's also a worldclass GOOBER. Put those two together, and whatcha got? ... a WOOBER! And, my Woober Bud loves me. Just look at the cool tube he sent me. My mind is spinning with all the possible uses for this amazing invention. (The sound you hear in the background is another very cool item he sent me). Please ignore the half-eaten chair in the background. That's another story.

Even though Wally obviously addressed the tube correctly, they still questioned my residency. Can you believe the post office doesn't know that I reside in my own country?? Ludicrous, I know, but we'll have to remedy that situation.

The tube was not the only item Wally Bud sent. Inside was this note from the Woober himself with a tuft of his own manly fur. That black glob on the right is the bit of fur I tried to ingest, then thought better of it. We're going to shellack this or keep it under glass to preserve it.

In case you didn't know, the Woober promised to send me a percentage of the bull pizzle he and our BPP (Bull Pizzle Pal), Ike, poached on their hunting trip. True to his word, here is his first installment. Check it out, folks! It's a 30 inch bully stick!

Here's my 30 inch stick salute!

Notice the little holstein cowlet in the above photo? Well... she was the noise you heard in the first video. She talks! Check her out.

Guarding my cow. Chompin' some bull pizzle. Ahhhhhh. Is there a better way to spend an evening?

And, here is the most coveted item from the tube of pizzle. I give you, the world famous Wally magnet! It already has a prominent spot on the cold eatables box!

Wally, my Woober Bud, you really are an inspiration. Thanks for sharing your pizzle quarry with me. It is an honor to be loved so much by a Woober such as yourself!

Me, sporting my BPHT (Bull Pizzle Hunting Tool).

Back at ya with some Goober love, Wally!

Your Bud,

Stanley.