Party at the the Rumpus Room!
After the recent battle with Dr. Monkerstein's Jimmy Olson robots, My running mate Germaine Gregarious is having a party for Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator over at the Rumpus Room. Check it out!
7 Comments:
I won a pineapple in a limbo contest once in high school. My health teacher/wrestling coach hit me with it and it bruised.
True story.
Would you believe it was my breath that caught the limbo stick on fire?
I hate when that happens.
For the record - that lampshade/chapeaux you're wearing oh so smartly?
We have two just like in the rumpus room that we sleep in.
Sleep, nothing else.
Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator: Hmm... Bruised you, or the pineapple?
Germaine Gregarious: Look on the bright side. Your flaming rhetoric has the ability to catch the public's poles (polls) on fire! Surely this is a talent that will be of immeasurable use. BTW, could you light my cigar? Ouch! Careful!
DCup: Umm... Yes, I know, and I promise to put it back when the party is over. It's a little too big for me anyway, even for my swelled head. It might fit better if I had a hangover...
No one invited me :P
Oh, no it's junior high again.
Everyone's at the party but me.
Except I don't have that Farah Fawcett poster anymore, but thanks to the internet I don't need it anymore.
Thank you internet!
TX Of course you are invited! That is what this post is! I like your blog! Very cool!
MWB: Of course you are invited! Come on by, and Farrah with you! I haven't seen Ms. Fawcett since her bedroom smoking accident.
Post a Comment
<< Home