Platypus

The purpose of The Mighty Platypus is to be a simple blog for me to just ramble on relentlessly past the point of being amusing. I hope that you will not be deterred too much once you realize I am slightly off my unbalanced rocker. Your reactions fuel my happiness. 


So why platypus? I like the platypus. Not my favorite in the animal kingdom, but definitely one I love. Come on, admit it. The platypus is like the biggest cosmic joke. Remember those teenage years of confusion or that period of time in college when you thought you may be interested in the same sex so you experimented? Well, the platypus is like having that feeling all the time. You think you're confused and your life is difficult, at least you know you're human...or at least mostly in the case of plastic surgery. The platypus? Imagine living your life not knowing if you're a duck or a beaver and it's the world's only poisonous mammal, so not only is it confused, but it's pissed about it and it's going to let you know. Also, the thing lays eggs. Yeah, now go whine about your life.