You know, I’d feel bad about us not getting a post together tonight, but I know for a fact that you just come here for the comments anyway, so it’s no big deal.
Anyway, you’ve got the whole weekend ahead of you and a wad of cash in your sweaty little fist (which is all covered in Cheeto dust), so maybe you could dump a little of it on one of our fine advertisers.
There’s Rogue Amoeba. They make good stuff. Although Kafasis tried to kill me that one time.
Well, there’s also Delicious Monster. The things they can do with an iSight camera. Tell you what. Although Shipley did call me a… well, let’s just say he said I like to do something to dogs that I don’t. Totally. I mean… really. I don’t even know how that would work.
Anyway, that brings us to our new advertisers: Shiny White Box and Many Tricks. They also make boss software and so far neither of their CEOs has tried to kill me or accused me of being into bestiality.
Of course, we’ve only just met so…
I should probably give them some time.
…
Do you think Gruber has this kind of relationship with his advertisers?
The answer will turnip eventually. Lettuce pray that is sooner rather than later.
Nobody ever actually goes out on a Friday night to roll oats. Well, at least not very late on a Friday night. Muffin’ from muffin’ leaves muffin. And muffin’ ain’t worth muffin’, but it’s free.
It occurs to me that celery negotiations have broken down, here.
So the answer is Roberta and a General’s son.
Now I’m really rolling in the oats.
Ok everyone I’ve got your costumes made. Try them on and let me know what you think.
Umm.. one small thing… you know how I like shiny…. let’s just say I *really* *really* like the costumes.
Aaahhh! My eyes! It burns! It burns!
Oh yeah don’t forget to wear your sunglasses or welding masks.
They’re so shiny, I cant even pick mine up.
*Thinks, where’s that riding crop. I’ll be limping for months.*
First of all my celery isn’t big enough. Second, it’s too limp to be fresh. Finally, does it really go there?
Anything that goes there shouldn’t be green, according to the operator’s manual.
What if it turned green after going there?
Are you sure we’re not twins,Ace?
It’s calling me Anonymous as well.
Ok I spray painted the costumes matte black after all the complaints. So you burned your retinas out wah wah wah. I hope your happy now with your new non-shiny costumes.
Can’t do anything by halves, now I can’t see the players.
Thanks, Del. Matte black is the new black, and it will go well with my evening wear, although the dandruff tends to clash.
Dandruff?
I thought it was sugar coated cornflakes.
You’re right I can’t see anyone on stage. Well I guess that fixes the problem that none of us can act.
I always thought CARS was an act.
Maybe we should use puppets instead.
“Talk to the hand.”
I want a monkey puppet.
And a monkey puppet wants you. There’s one out there with your name on it.
I’d like to get one of those “hand” puppets like they wave in the stands at the football games. I would name it “Thumb-Buddy.” It would be so easy to annoy people.
“Thumb-Buddy needs a hug.” “Thumb-Buddy thinks you should stop slurping your soup.”
Soup at football matches?
Soccer fans here have to put up with mug o’char ‘n’ pie.
Yay Thumbuddy!
We have a serious discrepancy. Thumbwhatsit with or without the hyphen.
Wars have been fought for less.
Agreed. It should only be written with or without the hyphen, so no one is offended.
Thumb-Buddy is taking things a little too seriously.
I agree it should definitely be written with or without hyphens.
“You think you can defeat me that easily?” he guffawed evilly “Where does it not matter where the hyphen is?”.
Oh My Ingrown Toenails. Hyphen, hyphen, hyphen. I can’t stand anymore gibberish about HYPHENS!
Dash it all.
Em dash or en dash?
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I have it on good authority that hyphen gave rise and inspiration to that magnificent song, “Hello Dolly”, the very same one that will be sung by Del in matte black costume in The New Tunnels Unlit Show. This is in tribute to Ethel Merman, granddaughter of General Sherman. Well she didn’t want to trade on a famous name.
Should have been Ethel Mermaid, because she sounded much like a siren.
Siren as in Air Raid Warning or Greek Myth?
Sorry that was almost a pun. And stop calling me anonymous.
Well, Anonymous, my friend: of course I meant it both ways.
I always endeavor to mean multiple things with whatever I post, and get bonus points if I manage to contradict myself (as long as what I say can’t be taken in more that one sense).
Baffled.
Is this Alice in Wonderland?
I’m working on my Siren’s call for the show. Since all the neighborhood dogs are barking and everyone keeps asking where the fire is, I think I’m ready for the show.
Oh great, now I have to find somebody who can tie me to the mast.
Or I could get some of those Bose noise-canceling headphones.
Ace,
Who asked you to play Max Mosley?
It called me Anonymous again.
It always loses my name. It’s like the post doesn’t love me anymore ::(
With Masako gone, everything’s gone flaky.
Do you think Young Johnnie’s trying to get rid of us, do you?
If he is, it’s not working. Some of us don’t know when to quit.
My problem is that I only like to quit while I’m ahead, and I can’t seem to get ahead.
Where do you put your hat then?
So according to the main post if we twitter about CARS being gone, it will come back right?
I’ve been squawking instead of tweeting or twittering. That might be the problem right there.
Birds twitter so it’s up to you Del.
Ok I’ll give it a go
*twitter* *twitter* *KaBOOOOOM!*
Del,
You never let us down, usually because you’ve just blown us up.
John C. Dvorak is a twit. Birds twitter. What is twittest?
Rob Enderle?
So you are saying we should blow them up?
Del, when you have a hammer, does everything look like a nail?