Saturday, June 28, 2008

For the purpose of today's awesome joke, Heathcliff's nose has migrated to the top of his head. A giant's penis has buried itself in Mr. Nutmeg's skull (causing immense pleasure), and an injured spider disguised as a propeller cap lays its eggs in Iggy's brain. This is a sure sign of the apocalypse, which Heathcliff welcomes with a blast of his trumpet (sucks to be the city of Jericho), and the church welcomes with the pealing of their bells. Iggy, for a change, is the only one who isn't crazy.

1 comment:

Jerry Mathers said...

Interesting that although the barbeque has wheels, Mr Nutmeg had to build a sidewalk to it.