If anyone tries to trick/force/cajole me into reading the Book 5 rumors that are now propogating about the internet, I will kill them slowly and painfully. 72 days is a trifling price to pay when you’ve already waited three years.
See the first round of photographs from Man of La Mancha rehearsals!
Who’s your daddy? Or maybe who’s your great-great-great-great-great uncle?
Hee! Gotta love Sam. Granny Weatherwax meets Lord Voldemort:
“I’m not having with any of this Voldemort nonsense! You have a perfectly good evil name as it is, Tom Riddle!” ::tweaks the Dark Lord’s ear:: “Now, say you’re sorry for the snakes!”
::small voice:: “msorryforthesnakes”
“Are you sorry for the diary?”
::small voice:: “msorryforthediary”
“And what are you going to do now?”
::small voice:: “gointabeverynicetoharry”
::stares:: Has anyone seen my will to live?
Spam titled “Priscilla, Rates at an All-time Low. Do Yourself a Favor”. The text:
But let his Grace, when he shall hear my name,
Say only this: Gardiner procured the same.
[Enter young Cromwell.]
LIEUTENANT.
Here is your son, come to take his leave.
CROMWELL.
Care to join me in a rousing rendition of “What the Heck?”
Future schoolchildren will look back on this war and laugh.
“Like millions of your fellow Americans, you enjoy ice cream but do NOT enjoy seeing your money funneled to wacko left-wing causes. We are not ashamed of America. We think it’s the best country ever, and so we have set out to make the best ice cream ever!”
I want to believe this is a joke.
O! SQUIRREL brother
Your tail, my hair. We are one.
Yet I must eat you.
For those of us that can’t get enough mullet haiku.
Thank you, Stephen Sondheim, for giving me such fabulous material to reference and parody. Edward D’Eath joins Assassins!