Our dear friend Baxtor has decided to leave us after almost a years worth of sarcastic quips, repeated movie borrowing and never watching, and lightbulb changing. He has decided to embark on what his species, the Gannglaks (or in certain Swedish circles Pfloonfs), call their life's quest. What will become of our fine feathered friend. I do not know young readers, but do not be afraid. Baxtor is known for his supreme willpower and long, gangly limbs (ask Adam). No obstacle is insurmountable for Baxtor!
Look at him dance!