I was all ready for my Peedee Party. I had my fur pajamas on, but Nigel ran off and joined the gigilos. I had the air compressor all tuned up, and the crotchless wetsuit all laid out, but LMNO had a meeting. I smeared my back hair in Vaseline and shaped it into a shark's fin, but Stella was in the bus station.
So I put my underwear on backwards and put on orange lipstick, but then it turned out that Enrico is still dead. Then I put on the kevlar duster and engineer boots, but Richter wasn't anywhere around. Then I drank a quart of bourbon and GRINNED, but ECH moved to Washington state.
Desperate, I hollered until I shat my pants, but Bearman was too busy getting roasted for his birthday.
So no Peedee party for Roger. :sad:
Recent visits to PD have been like this for me. Except I've also had to leave early too.
It makes me doubt that Jehovah even exists.
Quote from: Payne on April 29, 2013, 06:27:41 PM
Recent visits to PD have been like this for me. Except I've also had to leave early too.
It makes me doubt that Jehovah even exists.
Oh, he exists. He just lurks, though. He never posts.
This made me shed a tiny dry dust mote where my tear glands would be if I had them.
Quote from: stelz on May 01, 2013, 04:22:23 AM
I missed the vaseline back hair shark fin. :sad:
YOU COULD'VE COME TO THE BUS STATION LIKE THAT, NOBODY WOULD NOTICE.
And I'd sing. I'd sing something like
I'm wearin' my fur pyjamas
I ride a hot potato
It's tickling my fancy, speak up, I can't hear you
Here on this mountaintop, I got some wild, wild life
I got some news to tell ya about some wild, wild life
Here comes the doctor in charge, she's got some wild, wild life
Ain't that the way you like it, living wild, wild
I wrestle with your conscience
You wrestle with your partner
Sittin' on a window sill but he spends time behind closed doors
Check out Mr. Businessman, he bought some wild, wild life
On the way to the stock exchange, he got some wild, wild life
Break it up when he opens the door, he's doin' wild, wild life
I know that's the way you like it, living wild, wild
Peace of mind, it's a piece of cake
Thought control, you get on board anytime you like
Like sittin' on pins and needles, things fall apart, it's scientific
Sleeping on the interstate, getting wild, wild life
Checkin' in, a checkin' out, I got a wild, wild life
Spending all of my money and time, done too much wild, wild life
We wanna go, where we go, where we go, I doing wild, wild life
I know it, that's how we start, got some wild, wild life
Paint a picture of me in the daylight and it's a wild, wild life
You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast, wild, wild
I know that's the way you like it, living wild, wild, wild, wild, life
Project BITCHHAMMER caught up and had me locked in a port-a-john, blasting "Elmo" songs in an effort to activate my kill-programing.
If I'd known you were ready I'd have sucked it up and snorkled out through the blue shit sooner. :sad: