Lewis Carroll's classic, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as its (adjective) sequel, Through the Looking (noun), have enchanted both the young and the old (plural noun) for the last (number) years. Alice's (adjective) adventures begin when she (verb ending in S) down a/an (adjective) hole and lands in a strange and topsy-turvy (noun). There she discovers she can become a tall (noun) or a small (noun) simply by nibbling on alternate sides of a magic (noun). In her travels through Wonderland, Alice (verb ending in S) such remarkable characters as the White (noun), the (adjective) Hatter, the Cheshire (noun), and even the Queen of (plural noun). Unfortunately, Alice's adventures come to a/an (adjective) end when Alice awakens from her (noun).
Candace said...
Lewis Carroll's classic, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as its thick sequel, Through the Looking House, have enchanted both the young and the old children for the last 40 years. Alice's stubborn adventures begin when she longs down a sweaty hole and lands in a strange and topsy-turvy beach. There she discovers she can become a tall cheese factory or a small Yellowstone Park simply by nibbling on alternate sides of a magic Seattle. In her travels through Wonderland, Alice winks at such remarkable characters as the White Couch, the Gooey Hatter, the Cheshire Jar, and even the Queen of Beds. Unfortunately, Alice's adventures come to a/an (adjective) end when Alice awakens from her garden.
Millie said...
Lewis Carroll's classic, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as its late to everything sequel, Through the Looking Disgruntled WinCo Employee, have enchanted both the young and the old pumpkin plants for the last 14 years. Alice's cobweb-covered adventures begin when she shakes down a retreating hole and lands in a strange and topsy-turvy ear hair. There she discovers she can become a tall outdated-color Tupperware cup or a small shrimp-up-noser simply by nibbling on alternate sides of a magic visiting teacher. In her travels through Wonderland, Alice goobers on such remarkable characters as the White Fly Smirk, the Jacob-obsessed Hatter, the Cheshire Upper Arm Chub, and even the Queen of Hospital Bed Controls. Unfortunately, Alice's adventures come to a Ziploc bag-like end when Alice awakens from her tactless grandmother.
FluffyChicky said...
Lewis Carroll's classic, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as its toxic sequel, Through the Looking Dirty Hippie, have enchanted both the young and the old poodle head slippers for the last 17 years. Alice's flammable adventures begin when she slinks down a corrosive hole and lands in a strange and topsy-turvy heart shaped sunglasses. There she discovers she can become a tall Vincent van Gogh’s severed ear or a small armpit fart simply by nibbling on alternate sides of a magic swimming pool full of wolverines. In her travels through Wonderland, Alice stinks up such remarkable characters as the White Grouchy Park Ranger, the Reactive Hatter, the Cheshire Prison Barber, and even the Queen of Snorks. Unfortunately, Alice's adventures come to a flabby end when Alice awakens from her overdue library book.
Klin said...
Lewis Carroll's classic, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, as well as its missing sequel, Through the Looking Library, have enchanted both the young and the old series of belches for the last 3 years. Alice's spectacular adventures begin when she slips down a snarky hole and lands in a strange and topsy-turvy tootsie roll. There she discovers she can become a tall drama queen or a small ripped up, worn out cowboy boot simply by nibbling on alternate sides of a magic lego house. In her travels through Wonderland, Alice poops such remarkable characters as the White Nerf Football, the Hungry Hatter, the Cheshire Nightly News, and even the Queen of Dog Turds. Unfortunately, Alice's adventures come to a crunchy end when Alice awakens from her ornery daughter.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Reviews of Entertainers Appearing in Resort Hotels
(first name of boy) and (first name of girl) made their debut as a really (adjective) singing act at the (noun) Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old (plural noun) to (adjective) songs from England, Spain and (a place). Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named (name of boy in room) opened at the (silly word) Room of the (same silly word) Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line (plural noun), which garnered (adjective) laughter from the audience. Then he donned a/an (adjective) comical (article of clothing) and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a (noun). This should be a good bet for television.
(Name of person in room) and (name of person in room), the dancing twins, headline the (name of person in room) hotel with their (adjective) act. The twins present their version of the "(verb)" and also do their interpretation of the "(verb)". For the grand finale, the duo does a (number)-step to the music of (popular rock star).
Millie said...
Slinky and Mavis made their debut as a hotter than a flaming armpit singing act at the Astounding Coincidence Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old crane flies to lime juice-squirting songs from England, Spain and Poison Spider, Wyoming. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Gordy Gray opened at the A Ree-ah Ree-ah Ree-ah Room of the A Ree-ah Ree-ah Ree-ah Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line moaning four-year-olds, which garnered reckless laughter from the audience. Then he donned a window-dirtying comical cone bra and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy an egregious oversight. This should be a good bet for television.
Belteshazzar and Ignatius, the dancing twins, headline the Fleming Hotel with their armpittish act. The twins present their version of the "fart in the bathtub" and also do their interpretation of the "jiggle purposely". For the grand finale, the duo does a 33-step to the music of Elvis Presley.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
Walter and Winnie made their debut as a really wet singing act at the King Size Snickers Bar Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old underwater basket weavers to pillowy songs from England, Spain and Disneyland. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Flat Stanley opened at the Fahrvergnügen Room of the Fahrvergnügen Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line Jell-O Pudding Pops, which garnered chocolaty laughter from the audience. Then he donned a tangy comical corset and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a Harriet Carter Catalog. This should be a good bet for television.
Katie Couric and Brian Williams, the dancing twins, headline the Sam Donaldson hotel with their repugnant act. The twins present their version of the "chew" and also do their interpretation of the "gargle". For the grand finale, the duo does a 144,000-step to the music of Gene Simmons.
Klin said...
Sebastian and Brunhilda made their debut as a totally spectacular singing act at the Kelly Green Towel Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old locker room-smell socks to frickin' filthy songs from England, Spain and the girls bathroom/dressing room at the public swimming pool. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Jack opened at the Ciciati Room of the Ciciati Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line burning up cheeks, which garnered too dramatic, drama queen-like laughter from the audience. Then he donned a completely vicious comical knee brace and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a fabulous fuschia laundry basket. This should be a good bet for television.
Squirt and Marshmallow, the dancing twins, headline the Sir Pounce-a-lot Hotel with their too loud act. The twins present their version of the "scratch" and also do their interpretation of the "puke". For the grand finale, the duo does a 49-step to the music of Brett Michaels.
A young comedian named (name of boy in room) opened at the (silly word) Room of the (same silly word) Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line (plural noun), which garnered (adjective) laughter from the audience. Then he donned a/an (adjective) comical (article of clothing) and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a (noun). This should be a good bet for television.
(Name of person in room) and (name of person in room), the dancing twins, headline the (name of person in room) hotel with their (adjective) act. The twins present their version of the "(verb)" and also do their interpretation of the "(verb)". For the grand finale, the duo does a (number)-step to the music of (popular rock star).
Millie said...
Slinky and Mavis made their debut as a hotter than a flaming armpit singing act at the Astounding Coincidence Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old crane flies to lime juice-squirting songs from England, Spain and Poison Spider, Wyoming. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Gordy Gray opened at the A Ree-ah Ree-ah Ree-ah Room of the A Ree-ah Ree-ah Ree-ah Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line moaning four-year-olds, which garnered reckless laughter from the audience. Then he donned a window-dirtying comical cone bra and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy an egregious oversight. This should be a good bet for television.
Belteshazzar and Ignatius, the dancing twins, headline the Fleming Hotel with their armpittish act. The twins present their version of the "fart in the bathtub" and also do their interpretation of the "jiggle purposely". For the grand finale, the duo does a 33-step to the music of Elvis Presley.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
Walter and Winnie made their debut as a really wet singing act at the King Size Snickers Bar Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old underwater basket weavers to pillowy songs from England, Spain and Disneyland. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Flat Stanley opened at the Fahrvergnügen Room of the Fahrvergnügen Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line Jell-O Pudding Pops, which garnered chocolaty laughter from the audience. Then he donned a tangy comical corset and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a Harriet Carter Catalog. This should be a good bet for television.
Katie Couric and Brian Williams, the dancing twins, headline the Sam Donaldson hotel with their repugnant act. The twins present their version of the "chew" and also do their interpretation of the "gargle". For the grand finale, the duo does a 144,000-step to the music of Gene Simmons.
Klin said...
Sebastian and Brunhilda made their debut as a totally spectacular singing act at the Kelly Green Towel Lounge. The songs they sang ranged from a series of crowd-pleasing old locker room-smell socks to frickin' filthy songs from England, Spain and the girls bathroom/dressing room at the public swimming pool. Good summer entertainment.
A young comedian named Jack opened at the Ciciati Room of the Ciciati Hotel last night. He began with a monologue of one-line burning up cheeks, which garnered too dramatic, drama queen-like laughter from the audience. Then he donned a completely vicious comical knee brace and performed a pantomime of a customer in a pet store trying to buy a fabulous fuschia laundry basket. This should be a good bet for television.
Squirt and Marshmallow, the dancing twins, headline the Sir Pounce-a-lot Hotel with their too loud act. The twins present their version of the "scratch" and also do their interpretation of the "puke". For the grand finale, the duo does a 49-step to the music of Brett Michaels.
Friday, July 17, 2009
A Card From Camp
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the (plural noun) in my tent. I have become as close as two (plural noun) in a pod with (person in room - full name), who has a/an (adjective) personality and is never without a/an (noun). He/She tells really (adjective) stories which make all of us (verb) out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long (noun), but this morning I washed my shirts and (article of clothing - plural) and put them out to dry on the clothes (noun), and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and (plural noun). I better get off my (noun) and get my (plural noun) off the (noun) line before I run out of (adjective) underwear. I promise to write a letter full of (plural noun) before my (part of the body) hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving (noun),
(Another person in room)
Millie said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the Obama stooges in my tent. I have become as close as two pit stains in a pod with Danger-Prone Daphne, who has a methed out personality and is never without an OB nurse who switches babies on purpose. She tells really horse snot-noticing stories which make all of us laugh out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long wedding ring tan line, but this morning I washed my shirts and codpieces and put them out to dry on the clothes sadistic cop, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and new food-avoiding children. I better get off my green plaid oven mitt and get my old Greek men obsessed with Windex off the overpowering stench-line before I run out of loud and crinkly underwear. I promise to write a letter full of obnoxious mutts before my chin chub hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving double-dipper,
Betty
FluffyChicky said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the rubber baby buggy bumpers in my tent. I have become as close as two back zits in a pod with Fifi LaRue, who has a flatulent personality and is never without nosehair tweezers. She tells really egotistical stories which make all of us waddle out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long previously used nose ring, but this morning I washed my shirts and galoshes and put them out to dry on the clothes spamburger with all the fixins, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and pilfered fat-slimming garments. I better get off my Michael Douglass Fan Club and get my suspenders and bra-wearing lumberjacks off the contortionist line before I run out of overly enthusiastic underwear. I promise to write a letter full of members of the “Bring Back Corporal Punishment to Our Public Schools Society” before my European-style armpit hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving “Save Ferris” t-shirt,
Twitchy administrative assistant that sniffs at her pits when she thinks no one is looking
Thorny Tree Lady said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the colored pencils in my tent. I have become as close as two dark sock wearin' tourists in a pod with Albus Dumbledoor, who has a creaky personality and is never without a crunching dog USB toy. He tells really pragmatic stories which make all of us undulate out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long WinZip file, but this morning I washed my shirts and diamond earrings and put them out to dry on the clothes overdue library book, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and Facebook quizzes. I better get off my peptic ulcer and get my Barney repeats off the emotionless news anchor line before I run out of smells like apples underwear. I promise to write a letter full of sleeping babies before my pinky toe hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving fan of "The Office",
Barack Obama
Camp is great! I love all the (plural noun) in my tent. I have become as close as two (plural noun) in a pod with (person in room - full name), who has a/an (adjective) personality and is never without a/an (noun). He/She tells really (adjective) stories which make all of us (verb) out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long (noun), but this morning I washed my shirts and (article of clothing - plural) and put them out to dry on the clothes (noun), and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and (plural noun). I better get off my (noun) and get my (plural noun) off the (noun) line before I run out of (adjective) underwear. I promise to write a letter full of (plural noun) before my (part of the body) hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving (noun),
(Another person in room)
Millie said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the Obama stooges in my tent. I have become as close as two pit stains in a pod with Danger-Prone Daphne, who has a methed out personality and is never without an OB nurse who switches babies on purpose. She tells really horse snot-noticing stories which make all of us laugh out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long wedding ring tan line, but this morning I washed my shirts and codpieces and put them out to dry on the clothes sadistic cop, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and new food-avoiding children. I better get off my green plaid oven mitt and get my old Greek men obsessed with Windex off the overpowering stench-line before I run out of loud and crinkly underwear. I promise to write a letter full of obnoxious mutts before my chin chub hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving double-dipper,
Betty
FluffyChicky said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the rubber baby buggy bumpers in my tent. I have become as close as two back zits in a pod with Fifi LaRue, who has a flatulent personality and is never without nosehair tweezers. She tells really egotistical stories which make all of us waddle out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long previously used nose ring, but this morning I washed my shirts and galoshes and put them out to dry on the clothes spamburger with all the fixins, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and pilfered fat-slimming garments. I better get off my Michael Douglass Fan Club and get my suspenders and bra-wearing lumberjacks off the contortionist line before I run out of overly enthusiastic underwear. I promise to write a letter full of members of the “Bring Back Corporal Punishment to Our Public Schools Society” before my European-style armpit hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving “Save Ferris” t-shirt,
Twitchy administrative assistant that sniffs at her pits when she thinks no one is looking
Thorny Tree Lady said...
Dear Folks,
Camp is great! I love all the colored pencils in my tent. I have become as close as two dark sock wearin' tourists in a pod with Albus Dumbledoor, who has a creaky personality and is never without a crunching dog USB toy. He tells really pragmatic stories which make all of us undulate out loud. I have to stop writing now. I know I promised a long WinZip file, but this morning I washed my shirts and diamond earrings and put them out to dry on the clothes overdue library book, and it looks like it's getting ready to rain cats and Facebook quizzes. I better get off my peptic ulcer and get my Barney repeats off the emotionless news anchor line before I run out of smells like apples underwear. I promise to write a letter full of sleeping babies before my pinky toe hits the pillow tonight... or tomorrow... or maybe I'll write Tuesday.
Your loving fan of "The Office",
Barack Obama
Friday, July 10, 2009
Vacation Dialogue
GIRL: Hello. My name is (girl's name).
BOY: Hi. My name is (male celebrity). I came here with my mother and father and my little (noun).
GIRL: I am here with my best girl (noun). We are staying at the (name of boy) Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great (noun) there. How is the food?
GIRL: (Adjective). But the room only costs (number) dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a/an (noun) for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go (verb ending in ING).
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised (female celebrity) I'd go (verb ending in ING) with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a/an (adjective) Dance at the Hotel (verb ending in ING) Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a/an (adjective) dress and your (kind of shoe, plural). I am going to wear my (plural noun).
Millie said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Ivana Spankyew.
BOY: Hi. My name is Weird Al. I came here with my mother and father and my little horse nugget shoveler.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl dump cake. We are staying at the Ben Gay Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great secret Michael Jackson closet there. How is the food?
GIRL: Rich and eccentric. But the room only costs 2378 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a cockroach bent on revenge for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go wiping.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Claire Danes I'd go stomping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a squirrel-squeezing Dance at the Hotel Buttermilk-chugging Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a run over with an ATV dress and your fluffy mules. I am going to wear my slutty Halloween costumes.
Millie said... again...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Shrimp-headed Sharonda.
BOY: Hi. My name is Jack Palance. I came here with my mother and father and my little crevice.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl crevasse. We are staying at the Dipheaded Dirk Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great crease there. How is the food?
GIRL: Crawling with Brownies. But the room only costs 98734852 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a crawlspace for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go unzipping.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Maude I'd go hobo-slapping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is an Undies-in-a-bunch Dance at the Hotel Cheese-grating Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear an easy-starting dress and your Birkenstocks. I am going to wear my angry cheeseheads.
Klin said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Nedra Formaldehyde.
BOY: Hi. My name is Sam Elliot. I came here with my mother and father and my little crack smoking runaway.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl lame duck politician. We are staying at the Mowgli Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great funny little boy there. How is the food?
GIRL: Punch drunk. But the room only costs 3547 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a hardworking daughter for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go yelling.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Hannah Montana I'd go spinning with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a rolling on the floor Dance at the Hotel Jumping Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a lip puckering sour dress and your skinny heeled black strappy sandals. I am going to wear my skid marks.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout.
BOY: Hi. My name is Conan O'Brien. I came here with my mother and father and my little Planters Peanut Man.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl baby blankie. We are staying at the Harry Potter Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great American Girl Doll catalog there. How is the food?
GIRL: Freaky-deaky. But the room only costs 12 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a camping chair for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go begging.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Mariah Carey I'd go bungee jumping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a sophomoric Dance at the Hotel Gold-Digging Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a mind numbing dress and your ballet slippers. I am going to wear my 64 oz Thirst Buster cups from Circle K.
BOY: Hi. My name is (male celebrity). I came here with my mother and father and my little (noun).
GIRL: I am here with my best girl (noun). We are staying at the (name of boy) Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great (noun) there. How is the food?
GIRL: (Adjective). But the room only costs (number) dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a/an (noun) for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go (verb ending in ING).
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised (female celebrity) I'd go (verb ending in ING) with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a/an (adjective) Dance at the Hotel (verb ending in ING) Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a/an (adjective) dress and your (kind of shoe, plural). I am going to wear my (plural noun).
Millie said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Ivana Spankyew.
BOY: Hi. My name is Weird Al. I came here with my mother and father and my little horse nugget shoveler.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl dump cake. We are staying at the Ben Gay Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great secret Michael Jackson closet there. How is the food?
GIRL: Rich and eccentric. But the room only costs 2378 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a cockroach bent on revenge for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go wiping.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Claire Danes I'd go stomping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a squirrel-squeezing Dance at the Hotel Buttermilk-chugging Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a run over with an ATV dress and your fluffy mules. I am going to wear my slutty Halloween costumes.
Millie said... again...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Shrimp-headed Sharonda.
BOY: Hi. My name is Jack Palance. I came here with my mother and father and my little crevice.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl crevasse. We are staying at the Dipheaded Dirk Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great crease there. How is the food?
GIRL: Crawling with Brownies. But the room only costs 98734852 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a crawlspace for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go unzipping.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Maude I'd go hobo-slapping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is an Undies-in-a-bunch Dance at the Hotel Cheese-grating Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear an easy-starting dress and your Birkenstocks. I am going to wear my angry cheeseheads.
Klin said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Nedra Formaldehyde.
BOY: Hi. My name is Sam Elliot. I came here with my mother and father and my little crack smoking runaway.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl lame duck politician. We are staying at the Mowgli Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great funny little boy there. How is the food?
GIRL: Punch drunk. But the room only costs 3547 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a hardworking daughter for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go yelling.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Hannah Montana I'd go spinning with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a rolling on the floor Dance at the Hotel Jumping Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a lip puckering sour dress and your skinny heeled black strappy sandals. I am going to wear my skid marks.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
GIRL: Hello. My name is Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout.
BOY: Hi. My name is Conan O'Brien. I came here with my mother and father and my little Planters Peanut Man.
GIRL: I am here with my best girl baby blankie. We are staying at the Harry Potter Hilton Hotel.
BOY: I hear they have a great American Girl Doll catalog there. How is the food?
GIRL: Freaky-deaky. But the room only costs 12 dollars a day.
BOY: I rented a camping chair for this afternoon. Maybe you and I could go begging.
GIRL: I'd love to but I promised Mariah Carey I'd go bungee jumping with her.
BOY: Well, tonight there is a sophomoric Dance at the Hotel Gold-Digging Room.
GIRL: I'd love to go to that. Is it formal?
BOY: Yes, be sure and wear a mind numbing dress and your ballet slippers. I am going to wear my 64 oz Thirst Buster cups from Circle K.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Yankee Doodle (Noun)
(Here's a really (adjective) tune that everybody knows. You can (verb) it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle (same noun),
Yankee Doodle do or (verb).
A real live (relative) of my Uncle (person in room, male)
Born on (holiday).
I've got a Yankee Doodle (noun),
She's my Yankee Doodle (noun).
Yankee Doodle went to (a place)
Just to ride a/an (animal).
I am that Yankee Doodle (noun).
Millie said...
(Here's a really sniffed repeatedly tune that everybody knows. You can creep up on it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle horse jawbone,
Yankee Doodle do or shout.
A real live favorite parent of my Uncle Flibbert E. Gibbet
Born on St. Swithin's Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle bendy bus,
She's my Yankee Doodle elbow wrinkle.
Yankee Doodle went to Thrillville
Just to ride an eyelash mite.
I am that Yankee Doodle "special" brownie.
Lazy Lion said...
(Here's a really enormous tune that everybody knows. You can run it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle WalMart,
Yankee Doodle do or jump.
A real live aunt of my Uncle AJ
Born on Christmas.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Sam's Club,
She's my Yankee Doodle Pouncey cat.
Yankee Doodle went to Veteran's Park
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle Dirt Bike.
Jaguar said...
(Here's a really small tune that everybody knows. You can hit it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle Lazy Lion,
Yankee Doodle do or kick.
A real live brother of my Uncle Koda Bear
Born on Halloween.
I've got a Yankee Doodle park,
She's my Yankee Doodle bag.
Yankee Doodle went home
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle Monkey Wrench.
Klin said...
(Here's a really overgrown tune that everybody knows. You can flatulate it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle mountain bike path,
Yankee Doodle do or trip and fall.
A real live 2nd cousin's best friend's dog's sister-in-law of my Uncle Jaguar
Born on New Year's Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Bakugan toy,
She's my Yankee Doodle monster truck.
Yankee Doodle went high on the mountain top
Just to ride a bearded iguana.
I am that Yankee Doodle broken down oldsmobile.
Sassy said...
(Here's a really fluffy tune that everybody knows. You can walk it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle bathroom,
Yankee Doodle do or dance.
A real live grandma of my Uncle Koda Bear
Born on Halloween.
I've got a Yankee Doodle cat perch,
She's my Yankee Doodle picture frame.
Yankee Doodle went to Walmart
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle bedroom.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
(Here's a really smelleraunchious tune that everybody knows. You can bawl your eyes out like a 12 year old girl who got dumped by her MySpace "boyfriend" to it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle ineffective mosquito repellant,
Yankee Doodle do or devour.
A real live second cousin, thrice removed of my Uncle Nose-picking Nellie
Born on Flag Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Founding Father,
She's my Yankee Doodle Red Robin's Bleu Ribbon Burger.
Yankee Doodle went to Neverland Ranch
Just to ride Rainbow Brite's Horse, "Starlight".
I am that Yankee Doodle misanthropy.
FluffyChicky said...
(Here's a really Evel-Knievel-daring tune that everybody knows. You can grope it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle expired overactive bladder medication,
Yankee Doodle do or obfuscate.
A real live half brother’s stepmother’s daughter who happens to also be the aforementioned half brother’s wife and cousin on his great-uncle’s side of my Uncle Shift Supervisor who has an unfortunate case of male-patterned baldness,
Born on Weasel Stomping Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle tissue used by the one-and-only Chris Heimerdinger,
She's my Yankee Doodle set of shrunken heads of various celebrities recreated in plaster.
Yankee Doodle went to Headquarters for the Society of People Who Enjoy Making Origami Human Body Parts
Just to ride a poodle with a “punk” haircut.
I am that Yankee Doodle coonskin cap.
I'm a Yankee Doodle (same noun),
Yankee Doodle do or (verb).
A real live (relative) of my Uncle (person in room, male)
Born on (holiday).
I've got a Yankee Doodle (noun),
She's my Yankee Doodle (noun).
Yankee Doodle went to (a place)
Just to ride a/an (animal).
I am that Yankee Doodle (noun).
Millie said...
(Here's a really sniffed repeatedly tune that everybody knows. You can creep up on it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle horse jawbone,
Yankee Doodle do or shout.
A real live favorite parent of my Uncle Flibbert E. Gibbet
Born on St. Swithin's Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle bendy bus,
She's my Yankee Doodle elbow wrinkle.
Yankee Doodle went to Thrillville
Just to ride an eyelash mite.
I am that Yankee Doodle "special" brownie.
Lazy Lion said...
(Here's a really enormous tune that everybody knows. You can run it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle WalMart,
Yankee Doodle do or jump.
A real live aunt of my Uncle AJ
Born on Christmas.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Sam's Club,
She's my Yankee Doodle Pouncey cat.
Yankee Doodle went to Veteran's Park
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle Dirt Bike.
Jaguar said...
(Here's a really small tune that everybody knows. You can hit it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle Lazy Lion,
Yankee Doodle do or kick.
A real live brother of my Uncle Koda Bear
Born on Halloween.
I've got a Yankee Doodle park,
She's my Yankee Doodle bag.
Yankee Doodle went home
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle Monkey Wrench.
Klin said...
(Here's a really overgrown tune that everybody knows. You can flatulate it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle mountain bike path,
Yankee Doodle do or trip and fall.
A real live 2nd cousin's best friend's dog's sister-in-law of my Uncle Jaguar
Born on New Year's Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Bakugan toy,
She's my Yankee Doodle monster truck.
Yankee Doodle went high on the mountain top
Just to ride a bearded iguana.
I am that Yankee Doodle broken down oldsmobile.
Sassy said...
(Here's a really fluffy tune that everybody knows. You can walk it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle bathroom,
Yankee Doodle do or dance.
A real live grandma of my Uncle Koda Bear
Born on Halloween.
I've got a Yankee Doodle cat perch,
She's my Yankee Doodle picture frame.
Yankee Doodle went to Walmart
Just to ride a dog.
I am that Yankee Doodle bedroom.
Thorny Tree Lady said...
(Here's a really smelleraunchious tune that everybody knows. You can bawl your eyes out like a 12 year old girl who got dumped by her MySpace "boyfriend" to it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle ineffective mosquito repellant,
Yankee Doodle do or devour.
A real live second cousin, thrice removed of my Uncle Nose-picking Nellie
Born on Flag Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle Founding Father,
She's my Yankee Doodle Red Robin's Bleu Ribbon Burger.
Yankee Doodle went to Neverland Ranch
Just to ride Rainbow Brite's Horse, "Starlight".
I am that Yankee Doodle misanthropy.
FluffyChicky said...
(Here's a really Evel-Knievel-daring tune that everybody knows. You can grope it on the Fourth of July or Presidents' Day!)
I'm a Yankee Doodle expired overactive bladder medication,
Yankee Doodle do or obfuscate.
A real live half brother’s stepmother’s daughter who happens to also be the aforementioned half brother’s wife and cousin on his great-uncle’s side of my Uncle Shift Supervisor who has an unfortunate case of male-patterned baldness,
Born on Weasel Stomping Day.
I've got a Yankee Doodle tissue used by the one-and-only Chris Heimerdinger,
She's my Yankee Doodle set of shrunken heads of various celebrities recreated in plaster.
Yankee Doodle went to Headquarters for the Society of People Who Enjoy Making Origami Human Body Parts
Just to ride a poodle with a “punk” haircut.
I am that Yankee Doodle coonskin cap.
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