So... start spreading the word on that blog-o-sphere, dudes.
Our hero, JR, as a baby.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
In the Spirit of really, really long titles and doing things other than that which is vital to my progress in this mortal life, I submit to you the fr
uits of a very special search I did in preparation for next year's "Snakes on a Plane" blog-buster, "Elephant Riding Space Cowboys." Yep. It's just what it sounds like. Here are some possible scenes from this futuristic romp back to the days of the Wild West like you've never seen it before!!
So... start spreading the word on that blog-o-sphere, dudes.
Our hero, JR, as a baby.
So... start spreading the word on that blog-o-sphere, dudes.
Our hero, JR, as a baby.
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Who's JR?
We've spaghotta spaghett Spacauddagh Shig a new hobby.
I just wanted to clarify and say that that is not actually Santa, but Steve Buscemi dressed up like Santa in his ill-devised scheme of forming a disguise to trick the evil forces the Elephant riding Cowboys are fighting (which could be ninjas riding hippos).
I heard Jason Statham of Transporter fame was in negotiations to play the part of JR. Is that true Mr. Caudaggah Shig Spahgettirue?
That is correct. And I must add that part of the ill-advisedness of the scheme is that he's simultaneously trying to bring some hope into the hearts of some destitute orphans--who are also being abused by said hippo-riding ninjas or pirates or lumberjacks (Ooh, lumberjacks!). And if the esteemed descendant of our most August Aed things someone needs a new hobby, she shan't get a cut on the grossly abundant revenues from said hobby when they come a rollin' in.
I don't know that I could in good conscience take any proceeds from such a film. I'm just too holy and truthful for that. Or is it abominable conceit? Oh dear, I knew there'd be another muddle--I'm always right.
p.s. I went to school with Sophie today. In the law school parking lot we ran into her friend Kyle. He was dressed up as Dolly Parton. It was amazing. Hair. Boobs. Boots. Banjo. And accent. Wowsers. I wish I'd had my camera. For it really was amazing.
That's gotta be Kyle Woods right? I grew up with that guy. Well, sort of. We went to the same high school and we were both Mormon, but I probably haven't talked to him since I was 13 or so. He used to sing this Chaquita Banana song all the time in high school.
The very same. He kind of reminds me of Little Britain. Which makes me confused and horrified and embarrassed. Ah, well.
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