Brad the Gorilla
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Yorkshire Pudding
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Able was I, ere I saw Elvis.
About Me
- Brad the Gorilla
- I am a 450 lb gorilla of many talents. I cook gourmet vegetarian meals, impersonate Elvis, and swear in Latin. In short, I am not to be trusted.
18 comments:
Brad the Gorilla would win, obviously. How could any other outcome be feasible?
Hmmm. I don't know. Mr Pudding has a good chance of winning. YP's got a mighty fist and a temper like a lit match on a hydrogen-powered zeppelin. Come to think of it, so does my baby brother Brad.
All you boys do is fight, fight, fight. Honestly, now. Can't you and the honourable Mr Pudding work out a gentleman's agreement?
LOL!
I see the whole family is getting in on the grudge match. Obviously it would be Brad (even in his ridiculous cowboy get-up). Pudding is soft and gooey where as Brad is strong and gruff.
Bradley, I believe you're just eating up all this attention. Why am I suddenly hungry?
Dear Mr. The Gorilla,
Once Yorkshire hits your intestinal tract, I'm afraid you're pretty much defenseless, sir. Sorry, but my money is on the pudding.
Dysenterily,
Señor Magnifico
So far, there are 2 votes for me, Brad the Gorilla, one vote for Mr Pudding, and 3 people who can't make up their minds.
Actually if you look carefully you can see my grumpy face in that pudding. Of course you would win Brad because everybody knows that Americans are very good at killing people! (The tumbleweed rolls by....)
I just have one last wish if you can arrange it, a night of passion with Jennifer Aniston and if possible her sister too.
Mr Pidding, technically I am not an American citizen. I have been denied citizenship so many times it makes my head spin. It was big and manly of you to admit that I'd win the grudge match. Rah! Rah! I wouldn't kill you anyway, I'd just pummel you. Rah! Rah!
Brad is dangerous enough when he's being friendly. I'm still recovering from that pat on the back.
Rather than a grudge match, why can't we have a fudge match where I throw lumps of fudge at your monkey bonce and you fall over. Then I climb up on your hairy chest and jump up and down like I'm on a children's bouncy castle. Now that would be fun!
You can't possibly be serious. You would win hands down, unless it's BANANA pudding.
Damn you!! Now, I'm hungry and it's been so long since I've lived in England (July 8, 1996) and I really miss that stuff.
Thanks for making my weekend filled with longing that will have to stay unquenched.
The votes are in. I won the Grudge Match! However, since Mr Pudding has suggested a fudge match, we'll fling chocolate at each other next week.
Oh my! This was thrilling. Sadly, I missed the vote. I would have voted for Brad though. Must stick with my tribe.
Watch out Mr. Pudding. Brad is known to throw stuff that looks like chocolate but isn't.
Talk it you mean Sir Ulric!
Ho ho. Look at all these comments. If I were a rooster, I'd crow. Since I'm a gorilla, I'll puff out my chest and sing, "It's Good to be King."
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