It was a dark and stormy night; black storm clouds raced before the moon like ghost riders across the sky. I didn't notice the figure at the door til it was too late and she was already in the room.
Uncle Eddie: "Waddaya want Babe? I'm busy!"
Uncle Eddie: "Honey, go home! There's nothing to thrash here!"
Reader: "I was on Theory Corner! You didn't answer my comment about about the monkey and the potato salad. You answered Jorge but not me! What am I? A nothing? Is that all I am to you?"
once and for all!"
Uncle Eddie: "Honey, go home! There's nothing to thrash here!"
Reader: "I was on Theory Corner! You didn't answer my comment about about the monkey and the potato salad. You answered Jorge but not me! What am I? A nothing? Is that all I am to you?"
Thanks to Mary Suydam for the cool first sentense!
ReplyDeleteNow to figure out who the reader is....
ReplyDeleteBased on my detective work, I've deduced that:
1. It isn't Jorge unless he's trying to throw us off by cross-dressing and pretending to be jealous of himself.
hahaha
2. It isn't Jorge because he'd never kiss Eddie on the mouth.
ReplyDelete"BUCKTOOTH" I love that phrase!
ReplyDeleteHee-hyuk! Most fun I've had all week! "Bucktooth." Hilk, hilk!
ReplyDeleteBWA HA HA HA HA HA! That story was so 1940's noir! I picture Joan Crawford playing the part of the reader.
ReplyDeleteHere's the big question - where was Auntie Mrs. Fitzgerald in all this? Maybe we need a part 2, starting from where Auntie Mrs. Fitzgerald walks in...
Always glad to be included in your blog, Eddie.
ReplyDeleteHi Eddie
ReplyDeleteIt was actually me who asked the question about the monkey and the potato salad.
See ya
Steve
Oh Eddie! You suave swine!
ReplyDeleteI can't keep my hands off my pants!
ReplyDeleteEddie knows how to make the ladies say "Uncle".
ReplyDeleteCan I bum a smoke?
ReplyDeleteOnce again, you're my favorite stereotypical old pervert Eddie XD. Just kidding! :)
ReplyDeleteyou should make a whole book like this with appropriated images.
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