Well, I did once eat a PETA member for squub. And i just have this thing about yurts. Just the word "Yurt" makes me go bananas. I'd like to open a Yogi's Yogurt Yurt, someday when all my bananas have been peeled. (Ew, the Freudian imagery.) I tried to convince a friend to live in a yurt in my back yard and be the town shaman. I wanted him to have two flaming goat's heads on sticks by the front door and throw excrement at passers by whilst declaiming their destinies. That would have been so cool, but he declined.