Zoloft is a strange pup, I remember when I first met him. I had gone for a hike and then I had gotten lost in the desert, I walked around out there for about a month with no food or water when I ran into Zoloft. He had this crazy idea that I should try to eat rocks but I didn't want to.

He took me up the mountain side, and from up there we had an amazing view of all of the great kingdoms of men. He was trying to tell me something about how all the world was within my reach, but I was getting a bad vibe from him, so I just said something biblical and ditched him.

I still have no idea what the heck he was doing out there.

Butch is an oversexed bloodsucker and a comrade in fighting THE EVIL ONE.

He is devoted to the elephant-headed god of sumptuous overindulgence and removing obstacles, and is willing to lay his life down and grant any wish for those he loves.

He is an amorphous dreamer, a delicate unique snowflake on the brink of extinction.

He's good at fixing things too.
:)

El es muy amable y dulce. El es mi muchacho.