Wierd Things Happen.

It is not easy being stalked by the celtic god of oddity because your scotish lengend ancestor accedently ate his favorite druid. Incredible random things happen, yesterday i was driving along when a Hippopotomus in a McGregor kilt feel from the sky onto the bonnet of the car ahead of us flipping the car, then the giant cry of "MISSED THE FIRETRUCKER" could be heard throughout the town, next thing i knew five goons were trying to steal the flipped car and i was standing next to them in my birthday suit weilding a claymore, oh well such is life and all that. The doctor said they would be fine once we find a head donor