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Yeah, that's my pal, Lil' Pengy, and this here's our web site. My name's Terrence, but my closest friends sometimes call me Terry or... well... Look! You can call me Mr. Kapunsky if ya don't like the name or anything else about this here site, cause I'm in charge and I don't take no guff from no swine... and...

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Yea.. heh, heh... okay pal...
Sorry folks, too much coffee this morning!
Anyway... Pengy here is not only my good buddy, he is also my client. That's right! I am THE Terrance Kapunksy of Kapunsky Enterprises, manager to the stars. This little guy is a pot of gold, I tell ya. There ain't nothing he can't do: dance, hug, play a mean game of backgammon, I mean it just seems when he's around everything is OK! And let's face it.. you can't put a price on that... well actually I can and will if you contact me at Kapunsky Enterpris... um... alright.. I'm getting sidetracked.

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That's right, bud. You see, Pengy is a bird of few words. Actually, so far as I can tell, he's a bird of one word, and you pretty much have already heard it. But you won't find a better soul than ol' Pengy. He don't seem to get angry. He don't seem to get frustrated. He don't seem to get nothing but happy, really.
Pssst... Don't tell him, but I think its kinda weird, a guy don't get pissed once a great while.

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Right, I suppose I should introduce you to many of our clan. We aren't really a clan per se, or a gang or a gaggle or…I don't know what you'd call it. I mean I see these guys everyday, but it ain't like Seinfeld we're up each other's rump every minute.

Alright... so there's our British friend, Tushingham D. Hamsta. Now from what I understand he's a hamster, but I ain't seen no woodland creature who could take on half a street gang with a garbage can lid and a ball peen hammer. Whoo boy, that was some night. Hey, whatdya want from six hours of straight whiskey tasting? I don't know what happens at wine tasting things, but this was a hoot. But I don't think it's possible to count on my paw how many times we had to bail that sucker out of the tank! However, despite his cantankerous disposition, Tushy is a sweetheart. Sometimes Pengy and I like to see him sleep one off. He looks so peaceful. Actually, he kinda looks dead; dead, but peaceful.

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Oh yeah, then we got our man, Leonard the Mole. It's a jungle out there and he's the bait. This guy's bedridden after a breeze hits him. I never seen the pile of pills it takes for Lenny to cross the friggin' street. One time he spent four weeks in traction after tying his sneakers. They was nice sneakers, though.

And there's my close personal friend and fellow badger Stan the Man. Don't get me wrong... we don't hang out every single day, I mean badgers rarely migrate together. We may have a few beers and hang at the beach once in a while, but migrating is totally out. It's a question of natural selection and all that. Don't ask me, I have trouble enough locating my socks in the morning.

And I can't forget Turk the Naked Turtle. Guy's got no shell and he goes out in public anyway! He's a freewheelin' sort, a little slow on the take, if you know what I mean. Most cold-blooded types are classic quitters, but not him! He's a reptilian dynamo, and a heck of a card player. Do you know that turtles are banned from the blackjack table at Caesar's because of him? That's not entirely true, but it sounded good to me.

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Yea... yea... alright... I'd also like to take moment and mention my arch enemy, Phineas T. Gumption. Now this idiot Gumption has been haunting me since I come to town. Everywhere I go, a job, the supermarket, an amusement park, he's there causing me to sue him. I don't complain much, though. Keeps me busy. Those trials are fun, but not as much fun as fishing or bowling or sitting in my luxury one room walk-up, lighting a stogie and having a cold one. Yeah, I love a good beer in the morning.

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Well, I guess we've said enough here. We hope you dig our exploits. There are plenty of them. It's a wonder we're still alive! Jeez, you think mammals would have it easier.

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Oh yeah, sorry Pengy ol' pal, mammals AND fowl. Gotta love them birds!

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Yeah, what he said.

Yours truly,

TK & LP

PS - If you got anything to say or ask, we answer all our e-mail. I haven't figured it out yet, but from I understand it works pretty well if you got a computer. I personally don't got one, but my webmasters over at BLAZO!! will be glad to forward anything and I'll get right back to you; either me or one of the other guys. I know Leonard's got a computer and think there's one down at Jimmy's Tavern, so Tushy can get back to you. But don't send any mail with cursing, I might think you were Stan and it could get ugly.