This is BubbaBaby, my pet dwarf and spiritual adviser

God knows, even a Vice President can get spiritually worn out now and then. Yes, it's true. Even I, Lord God of the Entire Fucking Planet. And whenever I run into a serious problem, I always call on my BubbaBaby, for clarity of thought and spirit guidance. She never steers me wrong. I never go anywhere without her. Usually she travels in the trunk, in a special velvet lined BubbaBabycarryingcase. We often meditate together. Our shared mantra is wooooooo, which is oooom upside down. She's always reminded me of someone but I can't figure out who. And did I mention she drinks blood? I fucking love that.