Cool

Wazzzup bitches? Joe Cool here, maxin', relaxin' and satistfaxin'.

I know I have effectively just blown your collective minds by FINALLY revealing my true identity and coming out of the closet as Snoopy's alter ego Joe Cool.

Yes, tis I. I simply slip on a pair of shades, lean against any available surface and assume my mantle of coolness. Par exemple, I have chosen a juke box as my lean of choice:



But wait, what is this? It seems OTHERS have tried to usurp my throne and throw down the GAUNTLET of coolness? My nemesis:



LOOK at him, skulking about, trying to MACK on my style.

It gives me chills.