I Thot later that i shoulda’ I can haz Cheezburgerd? it.
i was thinking
I can eatz orphan?
Oh… that’s so wrong, dude… don’t eat orphans!
(They taste bitter.)
Honestly i was thinking of Brad and Angelina’s kids when i wrote that…is that even more wrong
“How can you not control a Muppet and a fat guy?”
Wonderful. Thanks, MLS.
True, but properly roasted with a clove or two of garlic, some escarole and a touch of sweet ginger they’re quite delicious.
The real problem is that they’re often stringy.
What? No they’re not. It’s like veal.
I’ve said too much…
All the Orphans i have eaten have been more gamy kinda like an Cornish game hen sized ostrich…wait has this suddenly become NSFW??
Have you ever wanted to be a writer and despaired at ever being published? Well, cheer up. This was published.
Here’s an excerpt…
Her face had the fragrance of a gibbous moon
Your eyes are the sound of rain
her spine was a snake NO a snake track NO water-snake track NO a viper snake NO the strength of a snake NO the unknown hieroglyphic of a snake.
As the author of the linked article says…
There was no way to simply say, “I read a really bad description in this book last night.” I had to scan it and share it for you to understand just how bad it truly, truly was. It is the sort of bad that causes pain and must be shared with other people so you can feel better.
That being published only makes me feel worse…
That was published? I wonder who was the publisher. A vanity press?
It’s like a really bad, really drawn out version of the Song of Solomon (wherein it reads, and I quote: “Your two breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle that browse among the lilies.” - S.o.S. 4:5).
ETA: And on that note, I reach 930 posts. Good night, everyone!
Initially by Ace, apparently, although the scanned version seems to be a vanity press re-issue.
Well, I’m going to guess the author was absolutely thrilled to get published.
Okay, so I realizing I am just discovering this thread after months of it being up and running. I just have to say thanks to Solai for posting this video. Beeker is one of my all-time favorite muppets and this video brought a smile to my face.
Cheers!
Canadians silly! Us? I think not. I mean, how do Americans put their chickens to sleep, eh? Tell me that, smarty pants. Warm milk and a bed time story?
This reminds me of my youth, when I used to play with chicken feet. Sneak up behind a friend, pull on the tendon and put the foot on their shoulder and listen to the screaming… but that’s another story…perhaps a bit to much information, eh…
My favourite you tube video is below. It reminds me of my very British Nana and Dad. I drink two to three pots of tea a day so I too am potty for a cup of brown joy. No one in my circle appreciates the fact that there is life beyond Orange Pekoe. I tried to serve Russian Caravan once (a blend of lapsang souchong with assam black tea) but had to revert to Orange Pekoe bin sweepings in a bag for company. But, alone, I brew all sorts of teas from around the world…
“Love a cup…. I would… ah, God yes! Ooh that is gorgeous. Yeah!”
If you’re tired of tea your tired of life!
With a nine millimeter glock?
I’m just joshing our neighbors to the south. Just remember without Canada the Russians win the world juniors hockey; and world domination would soon follow.
I found this and immediatly thought of Frakkintalos.
Wait…in what way? looks over shoulder for monster-of-the-week
By making them watch Hockey!!:eek::eek::
kidding of course I love me some hockey.
No really i just punch them till they goto sleep