About P.J. Leffelman

In a land of marmalade and whiskers there sits a tower, a tower that glints in the moonlight and shines like a pearl in the daylight. This tower is made of brass and stands a lofty 32 feet tall, that comes out to roughly three hundred sixty-two million meters. Way upon the uppermost floor, there sits a man named P.J. Leffelman who tries to go by pants (not “go buy pants”, but “go by pants”). Having slain many a toothpick and gallantly trodden through devilish prairie grass, P.J. settled down in front of a computing box near the shores of the left.

P.J. sits like a pear at the ripe old age of 942 whilst his brain stews in a manner resembling a 6 year old hammock. Often sunburnt and generally floppy, P.J. is a monument to greek gods. His intellectual capabilities far exceed that of a running hamster and his shear physical grace overwhelm the likes of Brad Pitt, Jennifer Love Hewitt and Jeremy Noller. Having never known defeat, his hobbies include maintaining his onion farm and protecting wild dust bunnies. When not being heroic, P.J. can be seen stapled to the front of large pirate ships, quite frequently shirtless and nearly always wearing a patch.

Fearing no man except his brother, P.J. aims to go places such as France, hup Holland hup and possibly downtown. During all of his quests, there shall be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his 5th pocket, next to the fruit snacks and certainly on top of a carbonated beverage. With a sack of potatoes on his back, P.J. will be coming to a theatre near you this Friday for a limited time only.

About MotherMushroom.com

Mothermushroom.com was acquired as part of a settlement when Joseph Meyer, the CEO of a well known software company, failed to meet his third quarter projections. Under the leadership of P.J. “pantsenheffer” Leffelman, Mothermushroom.com has seen unrivaled gains in both readership and readability. Having switched the font from Mandarin Chinese to English (US), net profit soared an unprecedented .06%. P.J., being the shrewd business man that he is (he’s got a cell phone, that’s pretty shrewd), reinvested all of the money into research and development, which was primarily used to buy Oscar, a fluffeh duckeh (who was later kidnapped by pj’s torch-carrying room-mates and subsequently sold back for stock options). Always on the cutting edge of two years ago, P.J. is 37% happy and 13% proud to bring you Mothermushroom.com