Rabid Times!


Hogan Here!

Hate to admit it but I'm lying in a bunker.  I made it myself!  Yep. I am between a wall and a huge, heavy desk.  And, I am not coming out until everybody has calmed down! It is too bad that the world has come to this.  But, between celebrities and news commentors, there is no other safe place. 
In other words, the country has gone rabid and I don't want to be bitten.  Since Donald and I are kin....... Well, just look at our mug shots!  We are kin, right?
Kin means that I am obligated to stand and defend Donald. That is kind of hard to do in a bunker! 

YOU CAN'T DENY IT!

Well, maybe not.  Let me put this into prospective.  Both the news media and the entertainment industry seem kin to wild dogs.  Kin is kin!  All I need to do is call Animal Control.  Easy enough!  As an extra measure, I will let Donald know that the knee hole of the desk next to me is vacant. That way, I can keep an eye on him.  Not easy enough!