“The intermediate stage between socialism and capitalism is alcoholism.”
Monday, October 17, 2005
Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love
My wife picked up a hilarious costume for our dog the other day...I've always been one to throw on a good Elvis outfit myself, I am amused by them to no end for some strange reason...and I couldn't stop cracking up. Here's a short video from a videophone of my chihuahua Larry in his Elvis costume, you've gotta love that Pompadour!
P.S. I'll have to post some sketches I did a while back of an Elvis impersonating monkey!
drunkenly scribbled by McBoozo the Clown at 1:09 PM
I was born a small circus clown in the upper midwest U.S. It was a cold, windy night and my mother's tentacles kept me from freezing to death, fortunately my father was a pygmy eskimo so it was in my blood to survive nights like these! I didn't get to spend much time with my parents as a child, for I was abducted by a clan of intergalactic space monkeys (dressed like Elvis impersonators too) and forced into a life of driving tiny cars, wearing flowers that squirted people, and doing things that really hurt me but kept the audience laughing. Eventually I was able to escape and fight my way past the guards using a sharpened toothpick (the ones they had were pretty dull). Anyway, I found my way back home, joined the circus here on earth, it was all I knew, and started drinking heavily. If you want to know more just e-mail me!