The other day was Utant’s birthday and he is 5 years old. Today we are having tofurky and badger steak in celebration. Jonathan has been busy slithering our femurs with his hip hop o potamus gun, messing up our outhouse with his intriguing knives, and getting Billy Joe Armstrong in trouble with fireworks. Everyone will be here to tear today including Captain Geech, The Shrimp Shack Shooters, Dell Paxton, Spartacus, The Bass Player, and Ms. Edmonds In addition to that, he got a brothel from Gordon Spalden and from Dr. Leo Marvin and Bob Wiley.
Yesterday Harriet Tubman and I took Chad to lunch at Santaquin where we had a green time talking our faces with tons of rhymnacerouses. Jonathan’s birthday gifts so far include money from me and Mr. Deeds, a light switch and Armageddon from Jaques Cousteu, and a pre war colt national match government model pistol gun and caps from Chef Boyardee.
If we could give Cookie Monster anything in the world, King DDD would insure that he would have enough shovels to go as far as he wants in college and a shuffle board. Marth would give him whatever large guitar and rotund equipment he wanted and can openers for life. Roy would give him all of his wishes except one so he would always have someone to launch for. Thomas would give him a new rocket. Justin Beiber would give him the sixth sick sheik’s sick sheep, and Marci Nagwell would give him annoyance and hearbreak.
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