Safety Tips
Actually, do you really need an excuse to do the moonwalk and whoop MJ-style? No. No you don't.
Again, Oklahoma City people, I'll be at the Conversatory this Friday, Jan 21 for the first "Locals Only" show. I am working on my recital, which mainly involves lying on a stage with my hands down my pants and sobbing.
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I'm sorry, but it is near impossible not to look at an aroused horse's ding-a-ling!
Basically impossible in all regards. It is just so freakin' odd looking.
and i'm a little jealous
Aren't reverse psychology, moonwalking, and not lookin' at horse schlong all things that can (and should) be done in all situations?
Oh, Jeff!
That's not a wild pig! It's a weiner dog! =D
Your recital could only be improved with the addition of a beret. Science Cop blows my mind, by the way.
I took a horse training thing at summer camp once, and they had us groom the horses and pick dirt out of their feet every morning. My horse liked the grooming a little too much. So I got five days of horse erection mornings, and that sentence got more and more sick the more I wrote.
Fun Fact: Mountain Lions actually run away if you use reverse psychology like Jeff. You'll scare the kitty away by making yourself look large and imposing. So you might scare a bear away . . . if you're twelve feet tall.
jeff-
will you wear a "vote for pedro" shirt in an upcoming comic?
-deirdre
Science Cop rocks.
When the channel on WIGU-TV finally changes, I want to see "Mighty Morphine Power Rangers", about a group of homeless young crack addicts who fight evil while trying to get their next hit.
Chris (http://www.livejournal.com/users/randomchris)
Apparently with a black bear, you are supposed to do exactly what Jeff does. However, if you encounter a grizzly, it's just best to be dead.
So that's what Michael Jackson always says in his songs... "SH'MON". Wow, that's so great that you knew that!
Now if only I knew what sh'mon meant...
So, you shut your skirt in the car door, with the keys locked inside, and just when you think your day can't get any worse . . . you're attacked by a pack of wild pigs.
I tried to get the "When I Grow Up" archives to find the link to Zoe and the pigs, but they were down.
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