So, it seems that Charlie was a little jealous of all the coverage Barkley has received in the blogosphere. He even typed about it on his own secret, underground blog. Oddly though, the duffer's paws have an easier time with typing on his specially feligned keyboard than they do with the tiny camera buttons employed today. Hence, no pictures of himself. Seems to be a common problem. He does, however, year for the days of yore when he could just tuck his head under a hood, fire off some gunpowder (though that may lead to some skittishness or s-cat-ishness) and get a nice shiny picture. Well, here's to you, your highness. Charlemagne.
Knuckle in the ear. Yeah. That's right.
"Whachu lookin' at, fool? Get back to work!"
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