Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Sprung



I'm out of blogjail! In the middle of the night, Ulric showed up with a vintage "Get Out of Jail Free" card from his Bradopoly set. The jailer was furious, but there was nothing he could do. A Get Out of Jail Free card is non-negotiable.

It's such a relief to be out. I am grateful (in a gruff, hairy way, of course, that is not mushy in any shape or form) for all of you who lobbied for my release. Hitman J, I looked all over for the sign with the two clamps, but I didn't see it. I heard some clanking during the night from my cell-neighbor down the way, followed up a shouts of "Yippee!" so I suspect that person was the one who had your cell.

Friday and Lady K, thank you for all of the cannoli. Three dozen wasn't quite enough to give me a stomachache, but I had a fun time trying. Nonny, thank you for all of your petitions, though I really don't know what you meant by "harmless." I'm harmful. A menace to society, that's what I am... whoops, I'd better keep a low profile for a few days. You're right, though, in that Hitman J needs to take a photo of himself in his new finery.

Mr Pudding, I appreciate all of the ballpoint pens you sold to free me. Unfortunately, the Monkey didn't have a get out of jail free card, but fortunately, he wasn't in jail in the first place.

And finally, one more note to Lady K: "Use the money from tee-shirt sales," you said. Woman, are you crazy?! That's for the helicopter fund. Thwup, thwup, thwup.

10 comments:

Fridaysweb said...

it says cock (pit) heh heheh heheh you said cock hehe

Maximilan Stradivarius said...

Be careful, Friday! We radioactive chickens are very sensitive to teasing.
--Darth Rooster

HitManJ said...

Shaft
Tail
Skid
etc.

heh heh huh huh

Balls

Nonny said...

I call shotgun for all future rides in the Bradcopter!

Lady K said...

brad, my furry friend, forgive me. I cracked two ribs and am on pain meds. What the hell was I thinking? I am SO glad you're free. The world is much better off with you running around, even being the menace to society that you are.

nonny, no fair. can I at least sit on your lap?

Fridaysweb said...

A brief interruption of today's program.

okay, yall, I'm generally too shy to drum up business this way (seriously, I am), but I need some damn PASSENGERS for the Toxic Bullette. I think I have a full crew, now, but I'm sadly lacking in other areas. If it helps, the ship is child-free, spouse-free and just plain free-for-all. Please send "passengers" my way. Just reply to the appropriate post, tell me a little about yourself (like, if you're naughty or nice and if there is something about you that is off-limits - so no one's feelings get hurt) and make sure I can link you. Send friends. God I sound so desparate. Kinda like when I had just gotten my braces and had that strange halo looking headgear thing and still hadn't grown into my "big hair" that all southern women are required to wear - and was looking for a date to the 7th grade dance. I'm pathetic [and shit like that]. Oh, the cruise will probably get naughty, so you were warned.

Ulric said...

Now I'm serving time in Blogjail for aiding and abetting a gorilla. They'll grow bored of me soon enough.

Lady K said...

brad, I'm on the recovery. The fuzziness of the pain meds has worn off and I now SEE the error of that judgement. Can I PLEASE have a cool seat in the whirlybird?

Phil said...

Ulric, you don't have a blog, how can you serve time in Blogjail?

Ulric said...

Thanks Phil. Based on that piece of info, they had to let me out. A minor technicality in my favor. Now all the non-bloggers can release goofy gorillas from jail without risking incrimination.