Pay No Attention to the Bartender Behind the Curtain...
Ack! No time for blogging right now, I have woken up in a strange place and someone has stolen all of my clothes! This place is filled with strange monsters - I have already had to fight off a crazed robot with an axe and a raggedy zombie man who was asking for brains! (Jeepers, I am going to have to lay off of the mai tai's for a while...) In the meantime, you can watch this swell video called, "I Love Death".
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If the Divine Ms G. has her sniper rifle handy, she might wish to take out the mid-western conservative lurking behind that tree. I am pretty sure that is a .22 Baretta in her hand.
No time for the barber either, I see.
;>)
Why, the way I heard it, the distinguished gentleape was last seen engaging in a game of strip poker with some of our clientèle at the Wulfshead, an otherwise fine establishment in every aspect, if I may say so, sir.
I understand that the gentleape was lead astray by one of our patrons---I must apologize about this, sir, am afraid it’s an habit of this particular client to open hidden doors through the world wide web and passages beyond leading to distant realms in cyberspace. If you ask me, sir, these secret paths always look as if they are natural and contemporary, as if they had been build there long ago: And yet I suspect they are made, as suddenly as the details in a dream are made, sir. And, the laws of nature vary from realm to realm. This is her way and her nature, sir, nothing much to be done about that. I apologize for any inconvenience that the distinguished gentleape may have experienced as a result.
I have taken the liberty of sending the distinguished gentleape a personal invitation and hope his past unfortunate experience in our very fine establishment will not deter the distinguished gentleape from visiting again.
Oh, gee! What would Fiona Apple say?
I’ve been a bad bad girl,
I’ve been careless with a delicate ape.
Heaven help me for the way I am.
(…)
I’ve got to make a play
To make my monkey stay
So, what would an angel say?
cause the devil wants to know.
Hmm... whatever happens in the Wulfshead stays in the Wulfshead... Still, from what I was told, Goldberry was present and I'll be VERY interested in hearing what she has to say about this!
Betray them all to the flying monkeys and collect a big reward!
Look up for the evil witch with red shoes and use them to back home... don´t be fooled by her innocent appearance of a Kansas girl, she is the one who control the robot and the zombie. ^_^
Well, it would appear that Dr. Zaius might have unwittingly started something:
On Saturday, January 10th, 2009 nearly 2,500 people took off their pants on subways in 22 cities around the world. In New York’s 8th Annual No Pants!
But don't take my word for it. Watch the youtube video.
Darius Whiteplume: Ack! The Divine Ms G. was the one that mixed the drinks!
Darkblack: Now you be quiet! ;o)
Bartender: Ha! So you are the one that did this!
Nausicaa: Oh, dear. Am I a delicate ape? And who is this Fiona Apple Pie, and is she Ala Mode?
Tom Bombadil: Ack! You are you confusing me. Who is Goldberry?
ThoughtCriminal: Yay! Flying monkeys! The next logical step in evolution, no doubt.
Odile: Never trust anybody from Kansas! Especially if they break into song all the time...
Tom Bombadil: Ack! I don't know what to say to that.
Who is Golberry?! Come on Doctor, don't play innocent with me.
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