Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Frustrated Bonella Appears
So there I was, getting it on with my new beau, Slim Ribber -- yeah, I got a beau, what of it?! -- when I hear this Satan Save Me human cry from above:
Bonella, where are you?
Gave me the willies I tell you because that voice belongs to none other than that wicked hag who's been busting my bones throughout this so-called human blog festival of yours. You guys call her Ro, I call her a few other names.
Poor Slim took off in a fright. Now how can a human voice possibly scare one of us? That just proves that woman is gonna end up being a host of your next festival next year if she keeps up with that attitude of hers.
Now you made me come in here, interrupt this cool three part tribute to someone I've been a fan of for a long time, Alfred Hitchcock. May his BIRDS fly near your homes for pulling me away from Slim to come here.
Now if I have your permissions I'd like to go find Slim and resume our...
yeah, as if I'd tell you guys.
Leave me alone. I'll get to you when I'm ready to smell more humans.
Posted by MuseItUp Publishing at 1:40 PM