I think he’s really Geekman’s son

Either that or getting up at the new time of 5 am is a worse shock than we thought…. Whiny’s Wonder Pit: The Chicken Nazi

[Grooving to: The Rare Ould Times by Flogging Molly]
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3 Responses to I think he’s really Geekman’s son

  1. Ric The Schmuck says:

    Of course, his spending his infancy in a room with 6 hours of taped Sesame Street (“The Letter N”, The Beetles) while a group of very silly people in the next room ate donuts and drank beer and gray coffee, and made exclamations like “fireball”, and “without a sword”, and “doorknob”, well none of that could have had any effect on him, could it? Maybe it just had an effect on me…

  2. Sunidesus says:

    I’m not sure whether to be confused or frightened. Interesting kid you’ve got there!

  3. GeekMan says:

    Heh, I infiltrate the minds of youngsters so easily nowadays. They’re my little satanic puppets, they are.

    It’s all the television’s fault, you know.

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