Guest Fongus Bellpop Posted March 24, 2005 Report Posted March 24, 2005 I scribe this piece after a lengthy sabbatical, one that was not of my selection, I can attest. Aeons ago, I was on safari in the untamed lands of the Congo when my fellowship and I were accosted by the emperor of the jungle-lands, the lion. In retrospect, had I used my state of the art model blow gun, I would've been perfectly fine. However, this was not to be. The lion itself was merely a distraction for a criminal genius who dwelled within the caverns of Africa, a diamond and opiate trafficker, a certain Mr. Bruno Staffeltopper. Though I may appear modest in these scriptures, I am an international play-boy, known for my clove cigarettes and gynocological discoveries. 'Tis the truth, I discovered the phenomena of inner labia! By a lion's mane, Fongus Bellpop had been captured. However, I was far from defeat. Staffeltopper would soon receive the royal what-for! To be continued....
Spaceman Spiff Posted March 24, 2005 Report Posted March 24, 2005 Though I may appear modest in these scriptures, I am an international play-boy, known for my clove cigarettes and gynocological discoveries. 'Tis the truth, I discovered the phenomena of inner labia! Well, we know you're not Kotz.
Art Sandusky Posted March 24, 2005 Report Posted March 24, 2005 Oh please, like I'd ever use the tired turn-of-the-century verbiage schtick.
MrRant Posted March 26, 2005 Report Posted March 26, 2005 I hate Fongus Bellpop. So you don't like mushroom's either?
Guest cosbywasmurdered Posted March 26, 2005 Report Posted March 26, 2005 Fongus is a better gimmick/poster than half the tripe most of us come up with.
Modern Man's Hustle Posted March 26, 2005 Report Posted March 26, 2005 Slow down Gandhi, you're killing 'em.
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