Wednesday, September 20, 2006

The Pope's email address is: benedictxvi@vatican.va

Speaking of whatever the hell all that last post was about...

The readers of this blog will be happy to know that I am now an inspiration to a guy who had a stroke. Not an old guy either. He made it a point to walk over and tell me. Never you mind the boring details, but that makes a shit load of people who know I'm awesome. I would've told him, but he probably knew that too. I didn't want to be bothered; but I just couldn't bring myself to tell a stroke victim to piss off. So I acted like something got my attention out the window and walked away. Speaking of acting, I still plan to get back to the reason for this post--the 2" x 4" scene that has the theater world gang-banging itself. I'm just waiting for the last moderator to check his damn email so we can move this little blog into spotlight.

Apropos of nothing, it's probably time we addressed this...


I made that. Go ahead, click it, then make it bigger, then take a real good look. It's a fucking sandwich. If you're lucky, one day you'll eat a sandwich that good, but I doubt it. Please feel free to comment on the lame shit you eat and then I'll delete your post.

Also, back to my idea for The Wild Adventures of Furry and Poke:

I was thinking that they could be the ones who chopped down the Cherry Tree right after they molested a young George Washington. He gets Stockholm Syndrome or some shit and takes the blame. Then he passes the hat and stick along to some other lame ass.

I guess the 2" x 4" will have to wait.

6 comments:

your mom is the pope said...

The pic is on a vaguely familiar countertop I once left a sweaty thumbprint on.
Is it still there?

ps-the sandwich looks like Jesus, doesn't it?

Anonyymous said...

Somedays I wish I had the stockholm disease thing so I could get chicks.

Slappy Internet said...

Is what still there? The sandwich? I ate that bastard right after I took that picture.

me, not you said...

Crumbs, master, were there any crumbs...

Slappy Internet said...

Maybe you should look more closely at the picture.

you, not me said...

With respect to the picture of the greatest sandwich ever, except the turkey might be a bit dry, if you look close enough for long enough on the third Wednesday in September during a non-leap year, you can see the name of the man who will sell your elderly mother alien abduction insurance: Stan.