"I Think, Therefore I Ant."
September 25
HEY KIDS, IT’S TIME FOR MORE
ASK FRANKENSTEIN’S MONSTER...
Advice
for the lovelorn, stitch-faced, bolt headed, confused, possibly Transylvanian
and all monstrous stops in-between and between the in-between.
Ask Frank!
Viagra
Monster
Dear Frankenstein’s Monster:
I accidentally discovered my husband has been ordering Viagra on the Internet.
He won’t talk about it. I have concerns: 1) How will this affect his health?
2)I don’t think this is something he should keep from me 3)Is he having an
affair? 4) Will I have to start having sex with him again?
Frankenstein’s Monster Say:
Mmmmmaghhh! Frankenstein say, yes, Viagra cause side effects. Main one being
big boner between legs. Sound like he up to something. That for sure. He need
to open up and express feelings. Until then you stop having sex with him. If
he happy go lucky then you got trouble. If he wander around house with tent
pole between legs while screaming like Frankenstein does when he see fire,
then you okay. Mrragggh!
Your Horoscope:
Aries: You’re avoiding hangovers by waking up drunk.
Aren’t you clever!
Taurus: The
road to hell is paved with good intentions but the road to your house is paved
with tar.
Gemini: You will continue to view Normans as members of a
Scandinavian people who settled in northern France in the tenth century.
Cancer: See above.
Leo: Venus is forming a thoroughly benign alignment to your sign. Oh
that Venus, so thoroughly benign!
Virgo: Solar activity in your chart means... that’s right, nothing.
Libra: Solar planetary activity in your domestic center means about as
much as solar activity in your chart (see above).
Scorpio: Mars, God of the ultimate hothead will borrow money and then hit
on your wife.
Sagittarius: Pouring scorn on your critics won’t get the results you
want, but it’s so much fun!
Capricorn: You don’t need leprechauns to make your life special...
And yet still you hunt for them. Why?
Aquarius: You will meet a Capricorn who is hunting for leprechauns.
That’s about it for you today.
Pisces: You know that the only way to find leprechauns is to do what Aries
is doing.
Tom
Cruise Insanity Watch
Today:
Guarded
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Tom Cruise's Wedding Planner
Closeted
homosexual, Tommy Cruiser, still insists on marrying rat girl, Katie Holmes.
You gotta love the guy. He really thinks he’s fooling us!
The glib Scientologist is also writing a secret “wedding journal” that
includes his thoughts on his wedding night, or “Mission Impossible III” as
he’s calling it.
Let’s spend the next few days pouring over it. Shall we?
My Alien Wedding Planner by Tommy Cruiser:
I read that men and women are totally different when it comes to making plans.
Hello!? No kidding! Boy, whoever wrote that must be on Ritalin! Any theta
master who’s met with aliens knows this. I mean, duh!
But
still, that’s the reason I’m keeping Katie out of the plans. I may as well
get some pleasure out of this whole wedding farce. She’s such a gullible
little ninny anyway and she’ll do what I tell her. Last night she told me
she was feeling “frisky.” Oh puh-lease. Oh puke. Like I care. Fortunately
after an hour or two playing with the cat dancer she puckered out and went to
sleep. God she’s annoying. Maybe I’ll get lucky and she’ll get abducted
by the aliens. That would really get me some public sympathy. And I could use
some of that.
Drug Testing
INT. ROOM -- DAY
Mr. Hotz and Doctor.
DOCTOR: Right Mr. Hotz, if you
could just have a seat this won't take very long.
HOTZ: Alright!
Let's get started.
DOCTOR: Very well. First I just
need to ask you a few questions.
HOTZ: Fire away, I aim to please.
DOCTOR: Thank you.
You know it's nice to hear such enthusiasm.
A lot of people are resentful and uncooperative about all of this.
Drug testing is not a popular concept.
HOTZ: Well you just fire up the
pipe and let's get on with it.
DOCTOR: Fire up the pipe?
HOTZ: Unless of course we're
snorting, in which case...line up, line up.
DOCTOR: You're joking of course. Very funny, now please give me your arm.
HOTZ: I should tell you it's been a
while since I shot up so I may need your help.
DOCTOR: Mr. Hotz, I'm having a hard
time believing that you don't know what is really going on here.
Drug testing is, well, we take blood and urine samples in order to
determine if you have been taking drugs.
HOTZ: Get out of town.
DOCTOR: I'm quite serious Mr. Hotz.
HOTZ: You're funny, I like you.
DOCTOR: It's not an uncommon
practice.
HOTZ: No samples, nothing?
DOCTOR: Of course not.
This is a test.
HOTZ: Well okay.
I'm a little disappointed but I'm sure I'll pass.
I take lots of drugs.
DOCTOR: You do?
HOTZ: Hell yes, probably more then
anyone else here. So what's the
point of this test? Do I win
something?
DOCTOR: No...if you test positive
you could lose your job.
HOTZ: Is positive yes I take drugs?
DOCTOR: Yes.
HOTZ: Then I'm going to flunk?
DOCTOR: In a manner of speaking.
HOTZ: Well shit, they should have
called it an anti-drug test. I've
been cramming all week.
DOCTOR: Surely you read the memo.
HOTZ: Yeah, but I was stoned that
day. Look Doc, hypothetically
speaking how long would it take for about three grams of hash, a couple of
hits of acid, some valium and a half gram of coke to get out of my, I mean, someone's
blood.
DOCTOR: Well that would depend on
body weight, diet...
HOTZ: Would three hours sleep and a
black coffee do the trick?
DOCTOR: Any trace is too much.
HOTZ: Well that hardly seems fair. I mean, give a guy a sporting chance. At least with a breathalyser there's a margin for normal
social activity.
DOCTOR: Drug use is not considered
normal social activity.
HOTZ: What a complete rip...
DOCTOR: A chemically dependent
employee is a liability.
HOTZ: But fun at parties...
DOCTOR: Let's get on with it, shall
we? Your arm...
HOTZ: What if I refuse?
DOCTOR: That's your right, your
employer will be notified however.
HOTZ: Oh man, I am so screwed.
DOCTOR: Mr. Hotz if you are using
drugs as much as you boast you must be aware of the risks.
However, if you are sincere about change we can help.
We don't want to destroy your life, we want to help you function at
your peak. There are options.
HOTZ: Like what?
DOCTOR: Treatment, therapy, rehab. You have to quit sometime Mr. Hotz.
HOTZ: Alright, alright, I'll try. It's not going to be easy...I'll need help.
DOCTOR: No problem Mr. Hotz, we are
here t help and you'd be amazed at what we can prescribe...methadone, valium,
lithium...
HOTZ: What about prozac?
I hear that stuff kicks.
DOCTOR:
Anything
you need Mr. Hotz... Anything you need.
This
Week’s Featured Album:
Sing Along With Emmett Kelly
Side One.
1. Everyone Hates A Clown
2. Slightly Better Than A Mime (I’m Only)
3. Bozo & Bimbo (A Harlequin Romance)
4. My Exploding Pants & Subsequent Trouble With The Law
5. Big Top Three-Ring Alcoholism
6. I've Got Them Huge Clown Shoes and Manic Depression Blues
Side Two.
1. Not Wearing Makeup!
2. 26 Of Us In The Damn Little Car
3. Punching The Clown
4. Lions, Elephants, Pills and Liquor Bottles
5. The Circus In My Head (The Going Insane Song)
6. Clown Heaven Is Hell For Everyone Else
7. Sing Along With Emmett Kelly (Kill The Clown, Kill The Clown, Kill The
Clown!)
When
Buffoon Records kidnapped me to record this album, I said, “No, please, not
another record! For God’s sake leave me with a shred of dignity.”
They responded by showing me my contract stating that I had sold them my soul
“In Perpetuity” and that as such I was obligated to keep churning out the
clown albums. What could I do but reluctantly agree?
Making this album was just as horrible an experience as all the others. In
order to get an “authentic circus feel and sound” to the album, I was,
among other things, chased about the studio by live tigers, elephants and
lions. They also jammed me in a recording booth that was smaller than that
damn little clown car we’re forced to drive around in. When I complained
that I was uncomfortable, tired and hungry the producers threw empty liquor
bottles at me. The harder I cried the harder they laughed.
Such is the life of a clown.
This Week's
10 Favorite Search Terms for Avery Ant
The following are this week’s favorite 10 search
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