There is an old saying here in the South, “If you can’t eat the aardvark, befriend the aardvark”. Well, we have certainly taken this adage to heart, and extended a warm whynatte welcome to some people that we don’t formally know, but do formally like.

The following photos come from a man who calls himself Jogre. His partner in crime appears to be a man by the name of Daav. The rest of the people in these photos, while I’m sure are lovely individuals, will remain nameless. Not so much because I don’t want to give credit where credit is due, but more so because I don’t have the foggiest idea what their names are.

Jogre and Daav both write for the blog Wasted Time. Yes, I know that everyone and their mom has a blog, filled of course with nothing but wonderfully interesting things to say, but not everyone and their mom has a blog that is written entirely while drunk. If you don’t know, now you know.

Whynatte Mathematics:

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Complete and Utter Pandemonium.

“Behold! A Latte!”.

My sources tell me that this is the man they call Daav. All we really know is that someone at this party has a name with two consecutive vowels, and it may as well be this guy.

“I must compliment you…your beard…it is very nicely groomed.”