yesterday's goofiness
Jul. 10th, 2003 09:45 amWe took a cruise around in the car yesterday, drove down into the Keys, actually, and had ourselves some sort of funniness going on. I was in rare form, coming up with pun after pun after pun on the billboards and highway signs we saw on the way. Unfortunately, as i am a bear of very little brain, I forgot most of them, ahahaha. However, here is the bizarre images I thought to write down:
A male prostitution ring, with a specialization in B/d, as a front, answers their phones: "B&D Tool Rentals...home of the all you can eat subs."
Peacocks live in Florida. I didn't know that--freaked out when I saw a couple flop out of a tree as we drove past.
I came up with a term for semen--monkeyjelly. It causes stickybelly.
We were driving and I saw a sign stating, "Draw Bridge Ahead", so I got out my little notebook, and when I saw the sign that said "Draw Bridge signal" and the signal was green, I drew a bridge.
I also came up with my new thing--tossing imaginary bulldogs on things. "Bulldog--RAWF!", and then a flinging motion with the right hand.
Sometimes I'm just a plainly silly bastard. We stopped at a roadside stand on the way home, and I got my first sand dollar. I also got some shells for the kids, and a little tiny shark tooth. Lonita, they had a pufferfish in there the size of a basketball, among others--those damn things freaked me out. You could also buy hermit crabs for fifty cents--but I'd rather just figure out what they eat--and then snatch one from a sandbar. EVIL!!! I figure once I get comfortable with that, I can move up to dognapping, and then maybe start a prostitution ring for male subs; call it B&D Tool Rental--Order Now and Get a Free Socket Wrench! After that, I'll string the Cabinet members out on crack and make someone sodomize a nuclear missile.
Saw lots of places selling crabs--none called Itchy's, though. Those Keys people are subtle. Thought about making a band called Rudy Pooh and the Colon Cloggers, with their first album title being Relax. Maybe with a follow-up or a side-project called For Nick Atre--a close personal friend, in case you were wondering who that is. We can have my buddy's band open for us--Rob Wymon & Yell At Children. They've got a new mini-disk they're pushing called Hand It Over. It's pretty heavy stuff.
Anyway, I have to go now--Love yas!
A male prostitution ring, with a specialization in B/d, as a front, answers their phones: "B&D Tool Rentals...home of the all you can eat subs."
Peacocks live in Florida. I didn't know that--freaked out when I saw a couple flop out of a tree as we drove past.
I came up with a term for semen--monkeyjelly. It causes stickybelly.
We were driving and I saw a sign stating, "Draw Bridge Ahead", so I got out my little notebook, and when I saw the sign that said "Draw Bridge signal" and the signal was green, I drew a bridge.
I also came up with my new thing--tossing imaginary bulldogs on things. "Bulldog--RAWF!", and then a flinging motion with the right hand.
Sometimes I'm just a plainly silly bastard. We stopped at a roadside stand on the way home, and I got my first sand dollar. I also got some shells for the kids, and a little tiny shark tooth. Lonita, they had a pufferfish in there the size of a basketball, among others--those damn things freaked me out. You could also buy hermit crabs for fifty cents--but I'd rather just figure out what they eat--and then snatch one from a sandbar. EVIL!!! I figure once I get comfortable with that, I can move up to dognapping, and then maybe start a prostitution ring for male subs; call it B&D Tool Rental--Order Now and Get a Free Socket Wrench! After that, I'll string the Cabinet members out on crack and make someone sodomize a nuclear missile.
Saw lots of places selling crabs--none called Itchy's, though. Those Keys people are subtle. Thought about making a band called Rudy Pooh and the Colon Cloggers, with their first album title being Relax. Maybe with a follow-up or a side-project called For Nick Atre--a close personal friend, in case you were wondering who that is. We can have my buddy's band open for us--Rob Wymon & Yell At Children. They've got a new mini-disk they're pushing called Hand It Over. It's pretty heavy stuff.
Anyway, I have to go now--Love yas!