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Moondoggie:

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“Hi.  I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but this thing that you bought me to sit on seems to be eating me.”

And Riley:
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“Hey!  You’re not the only one getting eated around here…!”

2 Responses to “Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Carnivorous Couches Edition!”

Awwwwww… I trust that the evil couches were defeated a’la that opening sketch on the Simpsons (was it one of the Treehouse of Horror eps?), and that everyone escaped relatively unscathed? Riley, as always, seems so aloof, so above the very concept of “panic,” but li’l Moondoggie looks genuinely worried, amongst the aura of utter confusion.

And where in the hell did you FIND carnivorous furniture? ‘Cause if I ever DO hit the powerball, I will SURELY want to invest in some for teh Fallen Uterus and Her Dick… heh heh heh… A girl can dream, right? OOH!!! And we could redecorate Dick Cheney’s secret inside-a-mountain hideout, too! Hmmm… which evil will triumph, the carnivorous couches or THE Source Of All Evil In Teh Universe…? That’s a thinker… Maybe if they ever do find a place to store the toxic/nuclear waste that they wanted to put into Yucca Mountain, we can send Biggus Dickus, Rummy, Poppy & Bar Bush, etc., to work out there, as they should. We can even pick up a couple of black vans with big eyes on the side…

Scott, do I have blog-cooties or something? I finally get to visit here and JG again, for the first substantial times in a LONG fucking time (especially since the Lyrica lobotomy), and I seem to KILL every fucking thread that I join. WTF, dude? Is it me, or am I being more paranoid than usual?

(And as always, just because you’re paranoid STILL doesn’t mean that they’re not out to get you.)

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