3/25/06: Looking Down the Barrel of a Finger


keogh:
...died of embarrassment shortly thereafter. If he didn't, he's got more chutzpah than I'll ever know.

AgentQ:
...stars in Look At What You Did To My Bangs, Fuck That, I'm Not Paying For This Shit, coming soon to a theater near you.

GuloGulo:
The giant trilobite ended up being a lousy monster. Turns out he's, like, super nice.

Hippie:
Ironically, just as Stoolie was about to give up all the evidence, his breakfast and lunch decided to play good meal/bad meal in his stomach.

Jazzsoda:
"Just my luck. Not only am I getting executed, but I draw a rookie running the goddamned crucifix. Fucker had to use seventeen nails just to get it this wrong."

teambanzai:
Five bucks? Really? And all I have to do is pee on that line. Wait what's the catch?

Generik:
...and the horse you walked in on, Giant Sombrero Man!

teambanzai:
As stuborn as Frank was he would never admit to anyone that cross country skiing in July was just plain stupid.

Generik:
"My name's Jack, and I'm a hobosexual." "Uhh... hi, Jack."

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Gee, look Wally! His head is all the way up in that tree!"

Hippie:
Suddenly, Steve realized he had walked right into the Mousetrap! Dammit, he should have recognized that guy on the teeter totter diving into the water barrel!

Reynard_T_Fox:
Earl never was the kind of man to follow The Man's rules. If he wanted to whip it out around heavy machinery then by God he would whip it out around heavy machinery.

Hippie:
Phil did it every night when his wife went to bed after complaining their poker game was keeping her up. But this time... the finger went off.

AgentQ:
Officer Mulrooney would face criminal charges. Opponents claimed he murdered the suspect in cold blood; Mulrooney said his finger had merely gone off by accident.

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Don't worry, I never keep it load-" *BANG*

AgentQ:
Every time Harry would try to talk about their relationship, Tom would just shout "calling all cars" repeatedly until Harry left.

Hippie:
Well, I suppose if nobody's watching, I can finally scratch an itch. Ah, that's the st-- *BLAAAM* *Christ!!!

AgentQ:
Larry was known around town as the Spooooky Bus Driver. "Next stop, Estor Street. Eeeeerie Estor Street. All those who exit here, God help you. Coming up, hauuunted Howard Drive."

teambanzai:
Well I had planned on having my breakfast on the Veranda but I realized that I don't know what the hell it is, or if I even have one so the lawn was the next best choice.

Reynard_T_Fox:
You'd think the sign saying "Do Not Pull The Rope Or A 4-Ton Mule Statue Will Fall On You" would be enough, but no, someone always has to pull the damn thing.

AgentQ:
The device lowered from the ceiling. Soon, the mind transfer between Lucky Louie Valinci and the pool table could begin.

Hippie:
Looks like a standard drive-by... WASPS gunning for the Episcopalians. *Jeez, Ted, I told you not to leave your finger in your desk drawer! We could be sitting ducks out here!

Generik:
"Careful where you point that thing, Edwards, you might-" *BANG!!* "Okay, well, I guess now we'll have to hitch a ride..."

Reynard_T_Fox:
"Oh come now, Mr. Fenster, you'll have plenty of reason to walk like that *after* the examination."

teambanzai:
Yep nothing starts your day like waving you privates at wall street at dawn.

Hippie:
But Jo-Jo's finger went off first, splattering both of their brains on the wall. And he was only cleaning it. At least their tragedy would later inspire Atari's "Gunfighter" game...

Generik:
Ten bucks just for One Damn Minute?

Reynard_T_Fox:
Then Lawrence Welk passed out the uppers and things got a bit out of hand...

Hippie:
Hmm... yep. The Fonzometer makes it official. My all-black Rubik's Cube is cool.

Reynard_T_Fox:
Number one with a COFFIN NAIL!

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