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mshades

Doodoodoodoo! Doodoodoodoo! Doodoodoodoo!

Jun 24, 2006 08:58

(Is it really too late for a Wayne's World reference?)

via veggiemama2003

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Comments 6

squange June 24 2006, 07:40:53 UTC

I remember that time in college, when we went on that spontaneous road trip to Vegas. I had stolen 400 ponds of jujyfruits and was feeding them one at a time to the monkey we were keeping in the back of the VW bug you had hotwired from the SUNY Albany parking lot. We had gotten about a third of the way across New York when someone (I'm not naming names, but it wasn't me, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't the monkey) suggested we stop and pick up the scruffy hitchhiker with the swastika carved into his forehead. If you remember, he kept droning on and on about the liberation of the Nubian State and "fat little piggies," and wouldn't stop, even after I threatened him with the .44 I had hidden under the passenger's seat, so right before we got to the New York State line, I turned around in my seat and sprayed him with lighter fluid and you threw a lit cigarette at him...then I shoved him out of the moving car ( ... )

mshades June 24 2006, 13:46:09 UTC

Yeah, too bad about McVeigh. But the journalist was too stones to make a fair deal, so I took advantage of the situation. I'm sure McVeigh and the monkey found a good home. I heard the Samoan mention a "Mister Leatherpuppet," presumeably of the Hampton Leatherpuppets. Mike'll be fine....

veggiemama2003 June 24 2006, 08:42:14 UTC

It was right after I released that pack of wild dogs that tore Mary-Ann Wilson to shreds. You had just arrived in your purple taffeta gown and the sparkly tiara. I remember as you jumped out of the back of the pick-up truck, dog fur drifting through the air like snow, you pulled out that AK-47 and someone screamed, "The Homecoming Queen's gotta gun!"

I'll never forget the look on Mary-Ann's face. What was left of it, anyway.

mshades June 24 2006, 13:47:47 UTC

Pity I was late for the show, though. That AK-47 sharpshooting routine was the high point of my talent competition! You'll notice I only hit people whose first names had an odd number of letters. You can't learn that kind of thing, it's either born in you or it ain't....

veggiemama2003 June 25 2006, 08:39:49 UTC

I know, but try telling the jury that. :P

anonymous June 24 2006, 18:00:14 UTC

And there stood the Tal, resident sex offender-to-be, he could have you know... He was sweating, one hand working strenuously, the other fondling the playstation while muttering about precious. Into the room strode Gladish, angel of death/righteousness/anhks/leftie ideas/stuff. "Do not come here, thou art not welcome." The Tal shrivelled and transformed into a real yukky thing which was quite an improvement. Overlord Christo stomped and dirty mucus splattered across the mansion of king beasts. "Buggery is legal in Canada you peon" sneered our hero. The rainbow wand was pulled (no get yo mind out of the gutter) and the mansion was restored to a place of joy... Then all was well until Daniel but that is another tale.

BTW You really need a drunk filter on this stuff, cheers.