Friday, October 23, 2009

Dude, I'm WASTED



Dude, I'm WASTED. I was playing beer pong with the Octopus and he just passed out! It was awesome! He's totally pissed that his wife was on the Morning Call Web site yesterday and he wasn't. He just, like, flipped out! It was so awesome. Anyway, he said he was supposed to announce that some secret agent dude washed up in Parallel Time. Whoa! It's, like, almost my turn. ... Go, Mules!

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Yoo-hoo!

Hi, girls. The Octopus here. Can you believe the morningcall.com did not put me on their Web page today? Yoo-hoo, guys! Wake up! I mean Lindsay Lohan? Pleeeease! She is so six months ago. Get with the program. ... Anyway, I'm supposed to tell you another guy washed up in a toilet in Parallel Time. Whatever.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

This is not what I signed up for

So what did you do with the my friends?

You have friends? ... The last two were sent to Parallel Time as I said. ... I'm not sure exactly where, however. Stall Number 2 is notoriously unreliable.

And the others?

Two were sent to Hell and one was sent to Macungie.

Listen Donovan. Enough people have been hurt here. I want that angel brought out of Macungie now.

What about the other two?

We should probably get them out of hell as well. Reindeer don't like the heat and Trexler might melt.

As you wish, Agent Bauer.

So, what happens next?

I shall send you to Parallel Time, where you will be given further instruction by my counterpart there. Stall Number 1. Very Reliable.

Now I'm not sure I should even go. This is not what I signed up for, Donovan.

We were expecting that reaction, Bauer. There's someone in Stall Number 4 who would like to talk to you.

Jesus H. Christ!

Actually, I stopped using the H a long time ago, dude.

Monday, October 5, 2009

I would want me too


I know you all recognize me and most of you probably want me. I can't say I blame you. I would want me too if I weren't myself, but I am. The lines form over there: Girls on the left, boys on the right. For some reason I can't use my real name on this blog, so the owner has assigned me the alias "Octopus." Whatever. He's not the first overblown freak I've had to deal with lately. Anyway, I've been hired here to be a part-time narrator, taking over the spot Donovan McNabb -- I'm sorry, "Don-Don" -- briefly held last year. Hopefully I'll stick around longer. I mean he actually remembered how to play football and got his old job back. Me, I'm not likely to do much of anything. But I sure show up on a lot of Web pages! Anyhoo, I've been asked to tell you that a few of the regulars here are making their way over to Parallel Time. That's it. Gotta run!