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  NAME: Burble Once a powerful being of almost godlike status, Burble was forcibly demoted to his current tomato-like position after committing a nameless act of monstrous ineptitude in his home universe of Louis. Stripped of his position but still monstrously inept, he was eventually exiled to upstate New York, where he settled down and carried on with his private hobbies of collecting potato chips shaped like Renaissance city-states and maintaining a website alerting authorities to the smuggling activities of dangerous parsnips. It's easy to draw the conclusion that Burble is, simply put, a raving nutjob. Granted, he probably is. But his condition is not one of insanity, but rather, hypersanity. Having lived for some three billion years, Burble's mind is now perfectly adapted to to the outside world. The outside world just happens to be a raving nutjob. The specific details of Burble's past are difficult to piece together. The major events of his life fit into one of three categories: (1) stupid stuff Burble has actually done, (2) stupid stuff Burble thinks he's done but has actually made up, and (3) excerpts from the 1928 silent cartoon "Mr. Bosco Goes To China." Most of Burble's stories fit into all three. One reasonably well-established event involves Burble's becoming emperor of France from 1721-1723. An eager
and supportive friend, Burble is almost always the first
to aid Fluble in his numerous delusional quests.
Irritating though he is, Burble is difficult to stay mad
at, since he tends to exude an irresistible aura of blind
faith. It is always Thursday within a one-and-a-half foot
radius around Burble, for reasons we have yet to fully
comprehend. |