I want no more hurts or accusations of chump to be mounted on Ham Paw. Ham Paw is delicate, the skin is prone to bleeding when misaligned in relation to the sun. Words are like deep gashes when they are abusive in the slightest. I ask you to please be respectful of the channeler, he has willed us all into being. That is what I expect.
If it pleases you it will please me to mention that tonight I celebrated in the tented world. It was told to me that the tents released bad energy in the form of pencil drawings of hairlike gaseousness. Whether this is really true is unimportant. We were all there - Fairy B., Ham Paw, myself, Uncle Fritz and even Edward to complete the set. It was lovely in the making and in terms of memory will rank on chapter ten of solace. Thanks be.
Ham Paw is tenuous in his rantings. He is beseeching the strength of horsepower to continue in his genital-less, hairless poignancy. Ham Paw is a leader. Listen to us and them. Thanks be.