Dan West: It's another exciting day here at the Dan West Hates You And None Of You Will Be Happy Blog. I don't have many special guests here on the blog, but today I'm less than thrilled to bring back one of my least popular and least favorite: The Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask. Hello, Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask...it's nice to have you back.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Glad to be back, Don.
Dan West: It's Dan.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: What is?
Dan West: My name...it's Dan. I smell alcohol...vodka if I'm not mistaken...I see you didn't disappoint by showing up sober.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Wouldn't dream of it, Dane.
Dan West: It's Dan...nevermind...What would you dream of, Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask?
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Round, brown ghetto booty.
Dan West: Interesting. Well since I don't really have any questions for you, I figured we would simply engage in a bit of free association.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: What...like Jerry's Kids?
Dan West: No, I will say a word or series of words and you simply say the first thing that comes into your mind.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Sounds fun.
Dan West: Are you ready?
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Fire away!
Dan West: Peppermint.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The objectification of Ethel Merman's cleavage as a masturbatory aid!
Dan West: Gonorrhea.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Glad to be back, Don.
Dan West: It's Dan.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: What is?
Dan West: My name...it's Dan. I smell alcohol...vodka if I'm not mistaken...I see you didn't disappoint by showing up sober.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Wouldn't dream of it, Dane.
Dan West: It's Dan...nevermind...What would you dream of, Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask?
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Round, brown ghetto booty.
Dan West: Interesting. Well since I don't really have any questions for you, I figured we would simply engage in a bit of free association.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: What...like Jerry's Kids?
Dan West: No, I will say a word or series of words and you simply say the first thing that comes into your mind.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Sounds fun.
Dan West: Are you ready?
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Fire away!
Dan West: Peppermint.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The objectification of Ethel Merman's cleavage as a masturbatory aid!
Dan West: Gonorrhea.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Playa hatin' with Rabbi Schlomo Feldstein
Dan West: Lobster bib.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Blood-Stained Gloryhole.
Dan West: R&B singing sensation, Peabo Bryson.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Cock-Sucking Jiffy Lube Employee.
Dan West: Iceberg Lettuce.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Catholics simply crave the new nougat-filled Eucharist.
Dan West: Onion.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Shit-Covered Dildo!
Dan West: You really seem to have the Hardy Boys on your mind today.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Diarrhea-Splattered Restroom!
Dan West: Boner.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Brushing your teeth with Ben Gay pain-relieving ointment.
Dan West: Juicy Couture.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The children like the chewy rat carcass.
Dan West: The A Team.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Please don't ignite Granny's anal dynamite.
Dan West: Flypaper.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Mixin' sexual elixirs in my pharmacy of love.
Dan West: Slap-Happy Pappy.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: The condemnation of the buttock tickler.
Dan West: Butterscotch lovin'.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Tito's taco truck tummy tremors.
Dan West: Well, Weird Man in a Mr. Spock mask...we have thankfully run out of time. It was truly a pleasure having you here today for this session of free association. Thank you so much for stopping by.
Weird Man in a Mr. Spock Mask: Oh, none taken, Dane.
2 comments:
This mammyjammer is one retarded blow-hole. Keep up the good work, sysyphus.
"Please don't ignite Granny's anal dynamite" may be one of the bestest word lumps since the Diet of Worms (Jan. 28, 1521).
Please don't die until we can make a Xerox of your brain.
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