Fractured fairy tales from a 50-something
Yeah, that’s “atypical”, not “a typical.” Piggy ran away. He’s really miffed about all the pig roasts going on for the Memorial Day holiday.
Can’t say as I blame him. The neighbors gave him a new body wash with a nifty brush applicator. Piggy really liked it until I told him it smelled suspiciously like barbecue sauce. Since then he just hasn’t been the same Piggy.
Moped around the house, stopped wearing his favorite truffle oil cologne; he even missed an episode of his favorite show: The Family Guy. (He thinks the fat little kids might be relatives.)
And now he’s run away. We have the Buddha Squirrel out looking for him. As soon as I finish sorting my socks, I’ll go out looking for the annoying little porker too. Or maybe I’ll have a couple beers and swat a few flies first to get in the right frame of mind…if you see him, don’t hesitate to, um…send us a letter.
The best explanation I can think of is to listen to the Bob Wayne's Weblog theme song. Yes, that's right, I have a theme song (conveniently stolen from "What Do You Want From Life" by The Tubes). Enjoy and don't forget to tell me what you really think!Official Bob Wayne's Blog Theme Song
Diva Drew
May 25th, 2009 at 8:42 am
poor Piggy… mmm, spareribs… oh, yeah, poor Piggy’s missing! Bob, pass the BBQ sauce?