I Just Flew In Here

...and man, are my arms tired! Well, Erio gave me the keys, and he knows my philosophy of humor (must be well tested, like software). Whew, long flight in, too. Everything here is brighter, and In Color too! I've gotta get my butt over to Moveable Type. Right now I'm on Immoble Type.

Let's look around the place a little. What's through this door? OK, that box on the top shelf. Very interesting. How has he managed to keep these from the wife? Hey, here's the August 1965 issue! What's in this box marked spare ammo? OK, we'll put this right back where it belongs.

Can't forget the fridge. Good. Fully stocked with Budweiser. Didn't that Chinese place down the road go out of business four years ago?

Gotta pick up this call. "Hello, I'll have a pizza to go with no anchovies". Cappy yells into the receiver "No anchovies? I spell my name Danger!".

And if you got that reference, see your nearest geriatric ward.


by Cappy on May 06, 2007 | Bullshit (3) | TrackBack (0) | Ummm, Ok....
Bullshit So Far

Hey! I resemble that remark.

Bullshitted by Elisson on May 6, 2007 06:23 PM

No doubt...

Bullshitted by Richard on May 6, 2007 10:02 PM

The only reference of "no anchovies" that I remember of is from an old J.Giles song.

Bullshitted by Maeve on May 6, 2007 10:28 PM