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Post by solgroupie on Nov 24, 2008 14:48:24 GMT -5
sacky hurried to prepare a guest list.
"let's see now," he thought, "baggy of course...my dad, burlap, brother satchel, aunt fannypack...boxy and ducky...mrs. creasey...drippy, cubey, cuppy, hosey...nurse robot takeover and doctor robot surgeon and that nice dr. corpse hanging in the closet...the grizzled, kindly mentor, jimmy...hefty lefty, the one armed bag...catchy the baseball player...creamy, ouchy...sucky the vacuum cleaner......" sacky took some time to think about the real meaning of thanksgiving and decided to try and patch things up by inviting evil ouchy, flamey, ghost phantom d. engineer, tote bag, clutchy and alternate universe sacky. "am i forgetting anyone?" he wondered.
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Post by CBG on Nov 24, 2008 22:24:05 GMT -5
As he thought about who else to invite, he made a note to himself to hire solgroupie as a research assistant.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 24, 2008 22:28:09 GMT -5
Looking over the list, he realized he'd forgotten to invite his pal Captain Hygiene. In fact, he'd forgotten to invite him so much that he'd accidentally scribbled out his name and mailed a death threat to him.
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 25, 2008 11:26:15 GMT -5
"say, pal!" sacky looked up to see his friend, boxy, standing in the door holding the alleged death threat. "you oughta not send out death threats in the mail, sacky," boxy admonished. "you could get into a mess of trouble!" sacky nodded. how had he forgotten his pledge to thanksgiving already? he decided to put captain hygiene out of his mind. "thanks, boxy," he said. " you'll come to my dinner, won't you?" boxy scratched his head. "sure! can i bring my little brother?" "junior?" sacky asked. "well, sure! hey, junior!" "will there be pie?" squeaked junior. boxy and sacky laughed together. "that's our junior!" said sacky, getting back to his guest list without really answering junior's question.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 25, 2008 11:47:38 GMT -5
As he sat back down to the list, he suddenly noticed that there'd been a thumping noise coming from the other room for some time now. Sighing inwardly, he walked over. Chills went down his spine as he noticed that the sounds were coming from his walk-in freezer.
Just as he reached out to touch the freezer door's handle, the door flew open and an orchestral sting blared on the soundtrack. There, falling out of the freezer, was the mobile, frozen corpse of Change B. Goode!
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Post by callipygias on Nov 25, 2008 12:05:40 GMT -5
"Goll darn it, I forgot!" Sacky said to himself, "I sure hope there's still time to thaw him."
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Post by CBG on Nov 25, 2008 12:07:26 GMT -5
*brrrrrrrrrrr*
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 25, 2008 12:09:40 GMT -5
before sacky could close the freezer door, the main course streaked by. "FREEDOM!!"
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 25, 2008 12:11:57 GMT -5
But just as Sacky reached to grab the bird, Gov. Sarah Palin walked in and pardoned it.
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Post by CBG on Nov 25, 2008 12:12:57 GMT -5
Then she took out her 20, 20 and blew it's head off. "Here's good eatin', boys!"
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 25, 2008 12:58:42 GMT -5
sacky was conservative as the next bag, but enough was enough. there was much to do. he escorted gov. palin to the door and began pouring through recipe books for his famous change b. casserole recipe.
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 25, 2008 13:19:43 GMT -5
Oh man, he thought, I'm gonna need a whooooooole lotta bread crumbs.
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Post by callipygias on Nov 26, 2008 14:46:56 GMT -5
"Oh dear, the doorbell!" Sacky fretted, "Is one of my guests early?"
Sacky opened the door and was surprised to see solgroupie trying to stand up, "Sorry, old nut, I guess I fell," she mumbled around the old cigarette butt dangling from her mouth.
"Gee, how nice! I was hoping to invite you to Thanksgiving, but I couldn't find you."
"I'm kind of between living arrangements right now, pal" she said, "Hey, you don't got a couch, do you?"
Sacky smiled and stepped aside, "Sure, come on in and make yourself... Oh dear, are you okay?"
Solgroupie picked herself up again and crawled the rest of the way in, "No prob, pal" she said, "Happens all the time. Any beer in the fridge?"
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Post by Captain Hygiene on Nov 26, 2008 15:18:17 GMT -5
Ohmanohmanohmanohman, he thought to himself, there's a GIRL in here! What do I do?
"Why certainly, my dear," he said suavely, and tripped over his shoelace. Picking himself up off the floor in one easy motion, he walked over to the fridge and opened the door. Several weeks' worth of Chinese take-out tumbled onto the floor, and he hurriedly threw them back in and slammed the door shut again. Solgroupie crawled into the kitchen at that point.
"Uh...looks like I'm out of beer after all," stammered Sacky, sweat starting to drip down his face. "Maybe that's for the breast-BEST I mean, it's for the BEST! Why don't you go have a seat in the living room for a butt-BIT, for a BIT."
This wasn't going well at all. He needed expert advice on what to do around women. All of a sudden, he knew who to call: Phantom D. Engineer.
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Post by solgroupie on Nov 26, 2008 15:28:29 GMT -5
from the next room, sacky could hear solgroupie's snores as she fell into what appeared to be an alcoholic induced coma.
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