and the Trinity orders the 5-5-5 deal...

Aug 01, 2005 10:10

So I woke up on the living room floor and pulled out my phone to check if Candice called (somewhere, someone made a noise like a whip cracking. I heard you. I know where you live. I'll cut you.). As I was staring at the phone, it began to ring: Kenny was calling. At 9:30a.m.
Curious, I answered, and Kenny told me that Andrew (there's something about people named 'Andrew,' I'm convinced) went absolutely batshit on him last night, like "Fatal-Attraction-find-your-rabbit-in-a-stewpot" crazy. We laughed about that a bit (but uneasy laughter, like looking over your shoulder the whole time thinking that there's a modeling Hobbit standing over [well, under] you with a chef's knife), and then the conversation shifted to quality television series on the premium channels, HBO and Showtime. We talked about Queer As Folk, Six Feet Under, the new Rome show coming up, Entourage, and then Kenny mentioned Dead Like Me on Showtime, and how all the characters are dead and they still have jobs, as reapers. I thought it would suck if we died and just got another job, but if we did, I'd want to be a dead pizza delivery guy. That's when Kenny dropped the H-bomb of quasi-blasphemous humor and suggested that the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost would call up and order the 5-5-5 deal! I was laughing so hard I thought I'd stroke out! Kenny, you...

Anyway, just had to share that. I mean, oh my GOD was that funny. Back to bed.

Anyway, just had to share that.
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