You know that Johnny Werzner kid - the kid who delivers papers in the neighborhood? He's a fine kid. Some of the neighbors say he smokes crack, but I don't believe it. Anyway, for his 10th birthday, all he wanted was a burrow owl, just like his old man. "Dad, get me a burrow owl. I'll never ask for anything else as long as I live". So the guy breaks down and buys him a burrow owl. Anyway at 10:30 the other night I go out into my yard and there's the Werzner kid looking up in the tree. I said, "What are you looking for?" He said, "I'm looking for my burrow owl." I say, "Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! Everybody knows that a burrow owl lives in a hole in the ground! Why the hell do you think they call it a burrow owl, anyway?!" Now Stuart, do you think a kid like that is gonna know what the queers are doing to the soil? posted by photoslob at 5:30 PM on July 6, 2006
photoslob, ?! is that a quote from somewhere? posted by Grod at 5:51 PM on July 6, 2006
dead milkmen song. sorry, i'm an idiot. posted by photoslob at 7:47 PM on July 6, 2006
I like a lot of these quite well. Thanks. posted by OmieWise at 6:08 AM on July 7, 2006
Very nice, thanks for the link. posted by annieb at 4:53 PM on July 7, 2006
Cool - thanks for a nice post, of strange foe. Some of his other work is pretty nice, too. posted by madamjujujive at 11:50 AM on July 8, 2006
My thanks in return, madamjujuive! These two images are my favorites from the link to Martin Plant's work. posted by of strange foe at 8:17 PM on July 8, 2006
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