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A Lot of Answers, Not Much Time

posted August 1, 2008 - 10:50am
A Lot of Answers, Not Much Time

Like you, I have many demands on my time. It’s all the same everyday stuff that you go through, too - washing my gorilla’s hair, finding willing victims for the Nasty Thing in the cellar, splitting an atom or two, and of course making all those time consuming banking arrangements for that seemingly endless supply of people in other countries who need so much help getting their funds out of those countries. Oh, and rigging elections, of course – doesn’t take so long, but you really have to keep at it EVERY DAY, you know.

?So with all this going on, I’m afraid that I sometimes just don’t have time to respond to all of the comments left on my Xomblurbs, Xombytes and Xombcoms. That’s why I’m taking care of that right here by posting a few very late, very tardy, very overdue responses. (I won’t bother posting the comments I’m responding to, as time is as always of the essence – I have to attend my son’s second summer camp pageant, my daughter’s ballet recital and the lethal injection of one of my most annoying relatives.)

1. Thanks so much for the very kind advice, but if I stick my comments there, you will need a flashlight to read them. And frankly, I think I would find walking a bit challenging.

2. No, all the way through fifth grade actually. And in only 12 years!

3. Oh, just the usual kind of pervert. Why do you ask? (And what are you wearing? If you’re into rubber, we should talk.)

4. Usually I wrap mine in gauze, just like you do an egg.

5. No, my mother did have children who lived actually. Ummm….you didn’t happen to know her did you? Say, about 32 years ago?

6. That’s easy: A horse, a Republican and a magnum of domestic champagne.

7. Are you coming on to me?

8. Would you like to come on to me?

9. Would it KILL you to come on to me?

10. You’re not my type anyway.

11. If I said I didn’t mean that last one, would you come on to me?

12. Dear BLAMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!,
So glad to see you’re willing to step up and defend your wife’s honor. Of course, I was just joking. Didn’t mean it at all. BTW, that address I included in my private email to your wife was a phony. And the picture wasn’t of me. And I’ve never met the (rather fetching) goat in the picture. Gotta go – I’m due at a mission in Farthest Razgebbistan and won’t be back for 8 years.

13. I’m thinking celibacy isn’t such a bad option.

14. Yes, my Mom did marry her cousin. How the heck did you guess that??!!!

15. Forty-two arrests – but only two convictions!

16. Funny – that’s almost word-for-word the exact same thing my guidance counselor said the day before they found his body in the Louisiana bayou (and three days before they found his head in the Mississippi delta).

Gotta go now. Feel free to comment on this post – but remember, I may not get right back to you. (Unless you mention that you’re into rubber.)



Comments

What would I do with a second eye?

Where would I put it? How would I use it? If God had intended us to have 2 eyes, he would have given us 2 eyes - just as he gave us 2 mouths. Wait a minute....sorry. That's wrong, isn't it? This always happens when my wife puts those funny mushrooms in my salad.

Are we talking the same monkey here?

Wears a tuxedo? Unicycle proficient? Cooks a mean bell pepper casserole? Flea challenged? Wait...wait...that's me. So if YOU don't have the monkey...what DO you have? I'm real open to trades here. got great deals, sweetheart. You won't leave emptyhanded or unhappy, I promise....

ChampagneDreams, you said

ChampagneDreams, you said you were moving in. Where are you? I've got the guest room already. I even prepared a quaint little loft for the monkey. One with its own little banana nook. And a button he can push that will spray the scent of "damp African jungle" into his little room. And an extra supply of fleas, in case he lost his own. I know how careless monkeys can be. Was it something I said? Or did? Or said I did? If it's my breath, I can change that. A new mouth wash, or I can just stop breathing. Let me know. Please.

Nothing- absolutely nothing!

And I will maintain my innocence until my dying days! Besides, it wasn't MY fault the building burned down. And just what was the prime minister's toupee doing in there anyway? They never DID have a good answer to THAT!

Kiwi Riverman visit

I'm sure I'd love to visit Kiwi Riverman, as your post invites us all to do. Unfortunately, my parole officer has some rather strong words to say on that subject. As do creditors 1-10, inclusive. And the Federal Aviation Administration. And, for that matter, the government of New Zealand. (One little international incident and a guy's marked for life!)

So That Was You

Stop stalking me. I don't have the monkey. Ask Champagnedreams.

Ask

the monkey. No bananas no gloves.

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Honestly

Honestly, I couldn't tell the difference in the first place. You know me, A hole is A hole. And do you really want me looking at your face - be real - otherwise you would have never suggested the paper bag. Tell champagne to bring back the gloves - she knows how important those are to me.

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