Showing posts with label The Russian Mafia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Russian Mafia. Show all posts

Friday, January 26, 2007

Your Friendly Neighborhood Curmudgeon

Kids these days, I tell ya...

  • Item #1: From a shirt on a mere slip of a girl weighted down with half her body weight in mascara: You want me - you just don't know it yet.
    • Um, yeah, I am very much not aware of wanting you. This is true.
  • Item the Second: Now, I know very well that there are many reasons for wearing a monstrously huge parka, mittens and what looked like Wookie chaps (those would be chaps made from the hide and fur of a Wookie). For instance, it may be cold somewhere where you happen to be. I can say, however, that if the temperature wavers around the mid-70s, then you do not need the parka. If you feel you do, then head down to the clinic, because your body isn't working. Also, your parka is ugly.
  • Item 3 in a series of 3: You know that old saying about everything being funnier with monkeys? It's very true. Oh, so true. I shall submit further possible rules.
    • Other things that make stories funnier:
      • Being somewhere where you don't understand other people and they don't understand you.
      • The Russian Mafia
      • alcohol
      • falling down stairs (related to previous bullet point)
      • Pumas (see Smothers' Brothers)
      • All of these things rolled up in one story told by a man with a great accent
    • Things that make a story less funny
      • Being somewhere where you don't understand other people and they don't understand you.
      • The Russian Mafia
      • Alcoholism
      • Falling down stairs (related to previous bullet point or not)
      • Pumas (The shoes. They just aren't funny.)
      • The more recent movie remake of King Kong
As far as I'm concerned, I may be better off making item three into my dissertation.

Monkeys. Hehehe

P.S. I hope I get another opportunity to tag another post 'Wookie Chaps' sometime in the future