The facts are undisputable. Much-loved Vegas icon Mrs. Myra Nussbaum was savagely beaten to death with an Engelbert Humperdinck CD during a botched Whack-A-Mole™ heist back at th' old House O' Foam©. Glamorous vagina-oil peddler Sting was arrested and convicted. The whole grisly tale plays out in past bulletins from th' House O' Foam©, should youse slack-assed bums ever work up th' vim n' pep to dig that deep.
And yet ...
Here she is again! Toothy prestidigitator Doug Henning [above, with Myra - Ed.] has mystically revived her earthly form to guest on our popular graveyard shift cable T.V. show, Who's Up My Back Passage?! You know the rules by now, so find your reading glasses (SPOILER - they're in the fridge, ya doofus) and join in the fun!
Don't toy with me, Farquar. My heart can't stand it. Oh, my Myra!!!!
ReplyDeleteIn a private email, Mrs. Nussbaum writes thusly: "Even tho' I'm dead already, I still yearn for pmac's gruff embrace, which a girl never tires of! I still have my juices, my womanly needs, which pmac serviced like no other except which that bum what jumped me from behind in the lot that one time."
Delete"Hey baby, I'm your candy man......"
DeleteWerther's Originals?
DeleteTootsie roll.
Deleteor a moon pie....
DeleteIncidentally, last game was waaayyyyy too easy. But if you've led a good life and thought nothing but wholesome thoughts, then why, this week should be a walk in the park!
ReplyDeleteSo, where's da link?
DeleteAre one of the 4/5 guys willing to explicate the rulology of this here waste o' time to pmac using language adapted to even th' meanest intelligence? I ain't gots th' heart ...
DeleteI am.
ReplyDeletePlease stop playing with pmac's emotions.
Mmmm..., shades, purplish textile, am I wrongly-clued or am I to 'hush' any further before giving away too much?
ReplyDeleteOkayyy ... I think I beat even the weisenheimers with this one. But we're not moving on until somebody gets it, so here's the first clue:
ReplyDeleteSee the little square behind Myra's shoulder? Up her back passage, so to speak? That's a detail from an album cover. I know it's all blurry and shit, but - see the dimples and a red number? The white dimples and the red number? Where would you see those, if you were a sporting-type guy?
That's your first clue. You can do this.
Bond: You play a Slazenger 1, don’t you?
DeleteGoldfinger: Yes, why?
Bond: This is a Slazenger 7. Here’s my Penfold Hearts. You must have played the wrong ball somewhere on the 18th fairway. We are playing strict rules, so I’m afraid you lose the hole and the match.
Richard Tee Strokin' ????????
ReplyDeleteJKC hits it straight down the middle. Mr. T, in addition to being a much-feared member of the A Team, was also an accomplished pianyist. This album and his (inferior) second will be loaded up as soon as I strangle the rabbits for market.
DeleteStanley Turrentine unavailable for comment.
DeleteYes! Jack Kerouac’s Cat gets the hole in one. Talkin of which, and thinkin also of pmac and Myra, am I the only Guy who every time he sees the name of todays lucky winner attached to a comment thinks the Pussy of Paradise?
ReplyDeleteYes, Del, you are.
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ReplyDeleteRight here in this here comment here is where you'll find Richard Tee's swell Strokin' album and slightly less swell second solo Natural Ingredients. Stealth Link.
Not to be confusedatated with the late great Willie Tee ?of "Thank You John" fame...
ReplyDeleteOr "Strokin'" by the great Clarence "Back Door Santa" Carter...
(My mind's been down south and/or in the gutter recently Dept. ...?)
"Thank You, Farq."
I'm still not convinced you ain't the culprit what's done the broad in! I saw that payola pass into that copper's greasy paw and your alibi is still flimsier than those flexi-discs that used to come in Mad Magazine.
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