Not today, I’m afraid. Our pointy-eared rat on the half shell got a gig writing spoof posts for a newly-minted parody site, so he’s really been burning the midnight oil of late. Right now he’s snug in bed, curled up in one of my slippers and snoring like Michael Moore after a kegger.
I wish you could see him. Because he really is so dang cute when he’s working steadily.
The only thing funnier than a typing armadillo is a pawless armadillo typing with prosthetics. Nice.
C’mon, how ‘about sum of them cute armadilla pictures like them cat people put on thar blogs.
BLASPHEMY!
Its eyes are <a href=”http://www.wvs-swe.peak.org/PhotoAlbums/SWEConference2003/armadillo cake.jpg”>freaky</a>like that tutanhkamen picture.
The armadillo cake will haunt my dreams. For a “hundred” days.
Dangit. What’s wrong with that code?
I don’t see anything wrong with it Sarah. I was wondering why it didn’t “take.”
How can he dance when you cut off his legs??????
“freaky”
Poor Little Beggar.
How fucking oddball is your humor site when figments of your imagination begin penning their own entires on other websites?
Pretty fucking oddball if you ask me.
Figments of imagination don’t have to pay taxes on earnings.
MC – At least he died with his paws on.
Thank you MC. I’m not sure I could have gotten through the day without that.
STALKER!
AAAH! You startled me, Ana. Because, you see, I, uhh, was just out for a walk, and I, um, just got a little lost…in your bushes. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
Let’s be reasonable–there’s really no need to get the authorities involved…
If the armadillo won’t dance, he leaves us no choice.
Somebody’s gonna dance, even if it kills us.
JWebb – Paws on, paws off – no matter – little guy just couldn’t avoid the wheels of my big pickup truck. I think you’ve got a great start for a lyric though …
Ana – Sorry… been saving that one up for an appropriate moment.
Oh, and Sean said something about looking for the rest of the ‘dillo remains around your place too.
Spam test: think so?
McGehee – I’m going to have to put slicks on the rig to get to those little guys ‘cause, so far, they just been fittin’ in between the treads.
Hamsters are far, far worse than ‘dillos IMO.
Sleeping in your slipper?
Jesus Jeff, how big are your feet?!
McGehee, that was uncalled for. I feel profoundly violated.
Gail – How many songs did you listen to before you felt violated?
I, for one, could only click on the link, get a wee earful and then I had to hit “Back” as fast as possible. Alvin and the hamsters.
Ditto. I lasted about ten seconds.
that’s too bad, you missed all the gay hampster propaganda.
Jeff… Your Dancing Armidillo has been working under the name “Hoodlumman” on File It Under, hasnt he…? Looks like he’s been busy putting out a pretty dang good blog.. No wonder he’s tired.. (and ‘no’.. I am not Rob.. Rob is like a Spider Monkey or Gibbon or something.. not a Baboon..) Does he also contribute to Arianna Toast site ?