As Mrs. Shawn rounded the corner into the living room, she finally began to realize that her son might never marry. Still, there was hope. Mrs. Shawn: “Darling, must you?” Ted: “Yes, Mother. I must provide an output for my muse.” Mrs. Shawn: “I’d rather you not be […]
Ed, Professional Hoofer from New Jersey: “And for the last bit of the dance finale, do this little side kick and shake your moneymaker like it’s on fire.” Starlet #1, far left: “You mean our moneymakers. Plural. They generally come in a boxed set.” Ed: “No, I mean […]
The crime scene investigator was extremely puzzled as he reviewed this image captured by a security camera. At first glance, it did appear that the woman dancing on the desk was probably responsible for the corpse currently in the county morgue, and the primitive but heavy cast on […]
Another dusty relic from the archives. I realize I should spend less time excavating and more time creating, but there’s a certain warmth in looking back and remembering when. Enjoy. In yet another example of having too much time on my hands, I once embarked on a […]
Note: This is a continuation from the previous post, found here. It’s not necessary that you read such, but it does flesh things out a bit. Before we did the delicate dance of the damned with the denizens of the departed doctor’s den, we did something else. We […]
Once again, the members of Omega Delta Dawn make the walk of shame back to the sorority house after questionable decisions were made at the nearby fraternity… Betty, far left: “You’d think I’d learn one of these days that I shouldn’t drink anything a man is offering. They […]
I pulled this one out of the archives after being triggered by seeing the phrase “happy dance” on two unrelated blogs earlier today. Speaking of triggers, this one is generously seasoned with trivia convolutions, so plan accordingly. Enjoy. It appears that someone on the Admissions Staff at […]
Walter, internally: “I don’t know why we’re doing this. I only went on this date so my parents would quit pestering me about the fact that I haven’t shown any interest in women since birth. I want to stay in my father’s will, naturally, because an inherited lifestyle […]
Cyd, left: “Fred, how many times have I told you to wear tighter pants? Your amazingly muscular butt gets lost in that flour-sack abomination.” Fred, right: “Are we really talking about this right now? Just as I’m about to hurl you in the air for a triple-flip and […]
It wasn’t until later in the evening that Philip and Marnie learned the consequences of over-indulging in the cabbage soup on the buffet line at the St. Agnes Social. Sadly, this turbulent revelation came at a most inopportune time, just as Sister Mary Edna took the stage to […]
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