Before Mizu was Mizu, he was….
AGRO!!!
With a fetish for assuming the identities of furry animals. Before he was a Water Bear, Mizu’s avatar was none other than Agro.
So here’s some of his finer moments:
(we get a clear look at the rare and endangered Kuma in his natural form when Anne Maree drags him out from under the table).
Any other sightings should be posted here for further study.
wow it does look like him!
Holy crap! Mizu mustn’t age.
was he like an onion? Shrek says Ogres are like onions . . .
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When Mizu retired, payed off his dream home near a high school, his older years were looking great.
He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young boys, (Fast Eddie, Warren Chapstick & Fatima) full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on every rubbish bin they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping them, he said, “You lads are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I’ll give you each a dollar if you’ll promise to come around every day and do your thing.” The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trashcans.
After a few days, Mizu greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on his face.
“This recession’s really putting a big dent in my income,” he told them. “From now on, I’ll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans.”
The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they did accept his offer and continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
“Look,” he said, “I haven’t received my pension payment yet, so I’m not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?”
“What!!!!? Can’t even get a 30 cent cone from Maccas with that!!!!!” Fast Eddie exclaimed. “If you think we’re going to waste our time, beating these cans around for 25 cents, you’re nuts! No way, Devon Head. We quit!”
And Mizu enjoyed peace. 
Azz! Brilliant!
I think I’ve just entered a whole new world when I opened this thread!!!!! 
When Mizu retired, payed off his dream home near a high school, his older years were looking great.
He spent the first few weeks of his retirement in peace and contentment. Then a new school year began. The very next afternoon three young boys, (Fast Eddie, Warren Chapstick & Fatima) full of youthful, after-school enthusiasm, came down his street, beating merrily on every rubbish bin they encountered. The crashing percussion continued day after day, until finally the wise old man decided it was time to take some action.
The next afternoon, he walked out to meet the young percussionists as they banged their way down the street. Stopping them, he said, “You lads are a lot of fun. I like to see you express your exuberance like that. In fact, I used to do the same thing when I was your age. Will you do me a favor? I’ll give you each a dollar if you’ll promise to come around every day and do your thing.” The kids were elated and continued to do a bang-up job on the trashcans.
After a few days, Mizu greeted the kids again, but this time he had a sad smile on his face.
“This recession’s really putting a big dent in my income,” he told them. “From now on, I’ll only be able to pay you 50 cents to beat on the cans.”
The noisemakers were obviously displeased, but they did accept his offer and continued their afternoon ruckus. A few days later, the wily retiree approached them again as they drummed their way down the street.
“Look,” he said, “I haven’t received my pension payment yet, so I’m not going to be able to give you more than 25 cents. Will that be okay?”
“What!!!!? Can’t even get a 30 cent cone from Maccas with that!!!!!” Fast Eddie exclaimed. “If you think we’re going to waste our time, beating these cans around for 25 cents, you’re nuts! No way, Devon Head. We quit!”
And Mizu enjoyed peace.
So good! haha
Do you like what I did there Miz? Started out thinking I was talking the piss out of you, then BAM!!!!! I threw it straight back at those boys 
Do you like what I did there Miz? Started out thinking I was talking the piss out of you, then BAM!!!!! I threw it straight back at those boys
I like it when you take the waste products out of me, then throw them at the Warren, Eddie and Fatima!!!!!
Gives me a primal kinda feelin!!!!!
I thought this thread was going to be about his skiing career!
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Sorry, I better this this thread back on topic…
Both of the above images make me laugh so much