I have lost my voice, which makes for some great Don Corleone impressions, but otherwise blows. Just trying to talk leaves me completely exhausted, so all I've done today was take a (albeit productive) trip to Target, watched Arrested Development DVDs, and YouTube videos of fuzzy-wuzzies. And now, my son, I will call on you to do a service for me. (If you don't understand the theme of this post, besides animalia, you NEED to go rent The Godfather immediately, or we can never be friends.)
The best thing about this video is the people talking over it. "Where's your father?"
Did you know that koalas are very dangerous and can actually kill you? Fact.