It's an orglishous birthday bash!

Last week our pal Robbo the LLamabutcher turned Forty-Onhhhhhh, damn he's old. Always up for a party we headed to Dee Cee for the festivatahs...

Steve-O was a tad upset by Robbo's choice to have a Build-A-Bear party. It seems that Steve-O is a recovering Plushophile* with fears of relapsing he had hoped Robbo would choose a My Little Princess Theme or perhaps give him a chance to facilitate a Cuddle Party.

Robbo was insistent that everybody watch as he "stuffed" Miguel, the latest addition to his plush llama collection. Then paraded around the store singing screaming Save A Horse Ride A LLamabutcher at the top of his lungs, in mid song switched to a heart wrenching rendition of They Call Me the Plushy Cuddler (sung in tune to Steve Miller's Space Cowboy).

Steve-O begrudgingly showed up about an hour late for the party, to nobody's surprise he's been huffing glue and was dressed in his best little princess outfit anyhow. After watching Robbo take a turn at stuffing a plushy Steve-O built the perfect little pony to accompany him back to the Llama Butcher's Seekrit Lair.

The picture below was snapped just before the Butchers bid their hasty retreat:

Would somebody please pass the mental Clorox? There is actually a Mini-FAQ for plushy lovers.

Cranky sends his Birthday wishes.
Kathy provides the In Party Commentary.
And Agent Bedhead puts her investigative skills to use and provides us with a glimps of the Stately Llama Manor Love Nest.