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Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sun May 22, 2016 3:18 pm
by GregKiroKH
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This all has to stop! I don’t think you know what you are doing.


Crew 1: Are we getting cut?
Crewlady: I don’t know!
Crew 2: Are we out of money?
Crewlady: I don’t know!
Crew 3: Are we out of time?
Crewlady: I don’t know!
Crew 4: Let’s go home.
Whole Crew: Okay!

Book: Mello-everybody . . .
Thunder Dude: Is that M-E-L-L-O . . . the soft and wiggly snack that is great to eat?
Book: You bet . . . and you should try it with fruit cocktail!

Stink-a-ogie Singers: Stink . . . Stink, Stink . . . Stink, Stink-a- ogie, Stink, Stink . . . Stink, Stink . . . Stink, Stink-a- ogie, Stink, Stink, Stink-a-ogie . . . Ahhhhh!!!! I feel incredible Awesome!

It all began in the usual way. It was a dark and clear sky night. It had been a long hard day's work. Now, it was a little past midnight. Strange glowing lights appeared in the sky falling in the distance. The weary eyes of David Architect burned with fatigue, stopping him in his daily quest home. As he regained his sight, the glow faded as he pledged to return in the morning.

It was not hot. It was not cold. It was not wet. It was not dry. It was nice. It was very nice. Looking out the window, the birds were playful. It was as if they were laughing, laughing as if there were overtones of something joyful. It was an oath of something so incredible; it was nested within something we all think about when we are in love. Love such as what is found within the heart of someone who was cleaning oneself into something new and happy and playful. Birds entreat each day to waiting ears: the truth. Such faithfulness is a sound of joy, and it signals growth in compassion beyond the meaning of what has been really done.

All new Mello Stink-a- ogie presents “I don’t Know” in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production!

Starring: The Incredible Snowflakes; The Marvelous Goatheads; The Awesome Holy Ones; Capt. Wagg and the other officials; And introducing David Architect, Palmolive, Stealthy Platarat, JJJ, She Imp, the Dame, the usual gang of extras, and our special guest stars the Unpredictable Pps..

Epilogue, scene 2: Its Ding Dong!!!! The End or Something Else?!

David Architect: Look up there in the sky, a bright flash of light, and another.
Stealthy Platarat: I see what you mean. A bright flash, and then nothing.

David Architect: . . . then, I am not crazy.
Stealthy Platarat: I never thought you were.

JJJ: . . . I say that was some show . . . but where did all of these signs come from?
Palmolive: Oh. It’s that time of year again.

JJJ: Seems like a big waste of money to me.
Palmolive: Well, the signs just restate the obvious to remind us of what we know already.

She Imp: I have to agree with ya’ about the light show. The signs though are useless in this digital age.
The Dame: I have to disagree because when I am in a different district I can predict district by district what people are thinking when there are signs.

She Imp: They already know what they are going to do.
The Dame: Still, the same, they are here to stay.

David Architect: I saw the light. I looked into the sky and saw the light.

Ding ding dingding. dingding ding dinggg ding; ding ding dingding, dingding ding dingg ding;Ding ding dingding. dingding ding dinggg ding.

Huh??? Yes, we are shirking, not in size, but in perspective. As we look up, we see the Earth, the Solar System, the Milky Way, the Local Group, the Virgo Supercluster, Lanaikea; and then some other things as the Superclusters form large structures of mega-galaxies, called "filaments," "supercluster complexes," "walls," or "sheets." On Earth, the Gyroscopic precession is 25.92 to 25.8 ky or 2.15 to 2.16 kiloyears/Zodiacal 30 degrees. 12484 kya was the age of the Lion. It gradually changed 6004 kya to the age of the Bull. We are now approaching the age of Man in 2476 AD. And the age of the Eagle will soon be here in 8956 AD Eagle. We are still working on the dates, but here are some popular dates fitted into the foundation of the calendar. The Leonian Age~c10,970 BC to c8810 BC (c10,500 BC to c8000 BC)~ occurred with the major event at this time being an ancient global warming to such a massive extent that it led to the deglaciation of what now constitutes much of the modern habitable world, stars in Orion are at its lowest declination and the decline of Atlantis. Many pyramids direct us to this age. The Taurean Age~c4300 BC to c2150 BC (Constellation boundary year: c4525 BC to c1875 BC)~ was a time for the establishment of settlements such as the Garden of Eden, writing, pyramids, and community management. The change from B.C. to A.D. occurred during the Piscean Age~Zodiacal 30 degrees: ends 2160 AD (Constellation boundary year: begins c2.1 kya). It was known by the wise men of the time. The Aquarian Age~Zodiacal 30 degrees begins 2060 to 2160 AD.. It is a little more technically complex because of age cusps (Constellation boundary year): the vernal equinox enters the constellation of Aquarius in 2691 but does not leave the constellation of Pisces until 2817.
When we look at the sky, we label the following:
Galactic Axis: Formed by the intersection of the galactic plane with the ecliptic plane;
Vernal Axis: Formed by the intersection of the Earth’s equatorial plane with the ecliptic plane;
The galactic plane is inclined at an angle of nearly 62.93 degrees to the celestial equator;
The ecliptic plane is inclined at an angle of nearly 23.45 degrees at vernal equinox to the celestial equator;
The ecliptic plane is inclined at an angle of nearly 60.15 degrees to the galactic plane.
In the olden days, eventually the Sphinx was made to look at the stars. The Sphinx is thought to be connected with various predynastic spring equinox religions brought to Egypt. The Sphinx faces east towards the rising sun. Thus, the first sign of the zodiac cycle is Aries, and it follows a counter-clockwise circle. Aries begins on the first day of spring in the Platonic year 4 kya in a 25.8 to 25.92 kya clockwise cycle. Each sign belonging to the zodiac is 30 degrees long or 1/12 of a circle which is pi/6 in a unit circle or 2.15 to 2.16 kiloyears. This places our age in the last days of the Age of Pisces. We use constellation boundaries today which create cusps or overlaps between constellations. Archeologists and historians found many pictures of the Sphinx drawn with wings of a bird, the body of a lion and ox, and the face of man. These represented the four seasons of the earth in relationship to the solar ecliptic. The ecliptic was located by shapes in the stars called constellations helping early astronomers and priest to determine the compass directions on earth, east (Aries (man*), spring, Ustar, yellow), west (Libra (lion*), fall, Lamas, red), north (Cancer (bull*), summer, Sed-Alap, white), and south (Capricorn (eagle*), winter, Nattig, black). Eventually, the constellations associated with the zodiac were related to the four ancient elements. Aries, Leo (lion), and Sagittarius are the fire elements; Taurus (bull), Virgo, and Capricorn are earth elements; Gemini, Libra, and Aquarius (man) are the air elements; Cancer, Scorpio (eagle), and Pisces are the water elements. Notice how the gyroscopic precession changes in "The Aquarian Age" as I tried to denote with the star. The seasons also change. Spring is wet; summer is hot; autumn is dry; and winter is cold. By combining the ancient elements, these physical properties could be made, and so in the physical sciences these ancient elements are arranged in a different order. One riddle of the Sphinx is why? The Stela stated that during a hunting trip Prince Thutmosis became tired and slept in the shadow of the Sphinx. He had a dream that the Sphinx promised to reward him with a double crown of Egypt if he would remove the sand from it and restore the sculpture. This story described the restoration of the Sphinx by Pharaoh Thutmosis IV (1401-1391 B.C.) of the 18th Dynasty. On line 13 of the inscription, it contains the first syllable "Khaf." This has been associated with King Khafre of the Fourth Dynasty of Pharaoh, who reigned during 2520-2494 B.C.. Many people think this sphinx and other monuments around the world began through the hard work of an astrological group of travelers called the builders who worked with basket crafting.

Dinggg dingding dinggg dingdingding . . . Donggg . . .

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Wed Jun 22, 2016 1:51 am
by GregKiroKH
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Music is the perfect filler when there is nothing else to do.


Wesy: Mucy?????? What izz all the singing, and where is the rest of the show?
Musy: Oh?????? We ran out of money.

Methyl: Don’t worry about that Mr. Hertz has plenty somewhere.
Mr. Hertz: You are going to have to wait. I’ve already spent this month's rent.

Wesy: Babalou!!!! Feeling lucky . . . the number is 9, Babalu Aye!!!! Come on, big deal . . . Looking good . . . Feeling good.

Musy, Methyl, Mr. Hertz: 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, . . .

New Ad (sprouting new network): My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too.

Help save a story’s life . . . please give to Mr. Hertz today . . . or these poor stories will go into the publisher’s garbage can and never be heard of again. Think of award winning Stupid Mouse and all of the other characters who so desperately needs your help . . . So give to Mr. Hertz today and help him save a story.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Thu Jul 07, 2016 3:22 am
by GregKiroKH
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Sometimes you can tell a secret and no one will understand it anyway.


Stupid Mouse: I got a secret.
Uncle Stupiderest Mouse: What is it, kid?

Stupid Mouse: It is a real big secret?
Uncle Stupiderest Mouse: I can’t wait, what is it?

Stupid Mouse: I bet you can’t guess it.
Uncle Stupiderest Mouse: No, I can’t. I am getting ready to do something important.

Stupid Mouse: Okay, it is top secret, you know.
Uncle Stupiderest Mouse: You got two seconds before you say “It’s a living.”

Stupid Mouse: The new show is called “I am Hungry.”
Uncle Stupiderest Mouse: . . . and you are so hungry, you eat the methyl group off of thymine <splat>.

Stupid Mouse: . . . pies help make a good living <munch munch>.

Help save a story’s life . . . please give to Mr. Hertz today . . . or these poor stories will go into the publisher’s garbage can and never be heard of again. Think of award winning Stupid Mouse and all of the other characters who so desperately needs your help . . . So give to Mr. Hertz today and help him save a story.

New Ad (sprouting new network): My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sat Jul 16, 2016 9:07 pm
by GregKiroKH
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Sometimes you have to clean the stairs and paint the roses red.


Help save a story’s life . . . please give to Mr. Hertz today . . . or these poor stories will go into the publisher’s garbage can and never be heard of again. Think of award winning Stupid Mouse and all of the other characters who so desperately needs your help . . . So give to Mr. Hertz today and help him save a story.

Brought to you by: My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too.

Cindyrella: You write like a hardworking man.
Charmingguy: Why thanks, beautiful lady.

Cindyrella: I really mean what I said my good man, but your paragraphs are like stairs in need of a beautiful lady.
Charmingguy: I mean no offense, but can you be more specific.

Cindyrella: Well, birds which are very nice, like to eat to stay in the happiest of states, and they make it necessary for me to clean the stairs after they do what they do after they are finished with their nutrimental functions, and so like the stairs, your stories while they are nice to read, read like you are very busy. And so, your sentences need to be cleaned up just like the stairs that were visited by the hungry and nice and happy birds.
Charmingguy: You are a beautiful and talented lady. However, how can I afford such a service?

Cindyrella: No problem, just get Mr. Hertz to pay for it, and then we can get married too.
Charmingguy: I guess you want me to awaken you from your reading of my haphazard syntax.

. . . Don’t forget our all new Mello Stink-a- ogie show “I am Hungry” all new this fall in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production! You'll want a squishy pie! Also,

Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.
Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.
Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 1:40 am
by GregKiroKH
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Looking for some really good food in the cold


Help save a story’s life . . . please give to Mr. Hertz today . . . or these poor stories will go into the publisher’s garbage can and never be heard of again. Think of award winning Stupid Mouse and all of the other characters who so desperately needs your help . . . So give to Mr. Hertz today and help him save a story.

Brought to you by: My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too. And do not forget to pick up smoking good Poottay Flakes. The lucky stripes of breakfast cereal with more than get up and go, it has zappo., the stuff of champions.

Crew 1: Did you get a contract yet?
Crewlady: I did not get a contract last time!

Crew 2: Maybe we should change our routine.
Crew 3: We can talk about food. All they care about is food.

Crew 4: Well, let’s talk about it over a pizza pie.
Whole Crew: Ok!

. . . Don’t forget our all new Mello Stink-a- ogie show “I am Hungry” all new this fall in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production! You'll want a squishy pie!

Also,

Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.
Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.
Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sun Sep 11, 2016 4:48 pm
by GregKiroKH
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Someone has to finish up the work during the things of the day.


Help save a story’s life . . . please give to Mr. Hertz today . . . or these poor stories will go into the publisher’s garbage can and never be heard of again. Think of award winning Stupid Mouse and all of the other characters (and our special guest star) who so desperately needs your help . . . So give to Mr. Hertz today and help him save a story.

Brought to you by: My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too. And to cook those chops try picking up our new stick-free copper plated cooking pan. This is the real thing. It spreads the heat to cook those tasty slices in less than five minutes. And do not worry about cleaning with our amazing Alice technology. Just toss it in the stink, and zap, bam, whammo . . . all cleaned and dried. Perfect for those hungry stomach sounds; and far cheaper than those other imitations; just call our number for a sales pitch to see how low we will go. And do not forget to pick up some smoking good Poottay Flakes. The lucky stripes of breakfast cereal with more than get up and go, it has zappo., the stuff of champions.

Mysterious Chorus Voice: Hey writer, WAKE UP!

Writer: Harrumph!!!

. . . Don’t forget our all new Mello Stink-a- ogie show “I am Hungry” all new this fall in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production! You'll want a squishy pie! Also,

Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.

Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.

Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sun Sep 18, 2016 5:37 pm
by GregKiroKH
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Getting started is hard to do?


Mr. Hertz presents a story’s life. One of those poor stories which have somehow hopped out of the publisher’s garbage can to be hopefully heard of again. Think of the awards Stupid Mouse did and will accumulate as well as all of the other characters (and our special guest star) who so desperately needs your help . . . So give thanks as well as help to Mr. Hertz today to save a poor suffering story.

Brought to you by: My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and pork chops too. And to cook those chops try picking up our new stick-free copper plated cooking pan. This is the real thing. It spreads the heat to cook those tasty slices in less than five minutes on each side. And do not worry about cleaning with our amazing Alice technology. Just toss it in the stink, and zap, bam, whammo . . . all cleaned and dried. Perfect for those hungry stomach sounds; and far cheaper than those other imitations; just call our number for a sales pitch to see how low we will go. And do not forget to pick up some smoking good Poottay Flakes. The lucky stripes of breakfast cereal with more than get up and go, it has zappo, the stuff of champions.

Mysterious Chorus Voice: Hey writer, WAKE UP! We need an introduction with long mysterious hums because I am the hummer. I know what is on the mind of those who ponder and wonder. I understand the deep thoughts of those who contemplate doing things or something difficult just by the look of it. I find the invisible, the unseen, and the mysterious. I need help in discovering what I can become . . . This jazz can help me really swing. I want to be able to have fun deriving satisfaction of expression overcoming my own apprehensions.

Writer: Harrumph!!! I need rest. My room is too hot, and I do not feel like walking downstairs to fix breakfast for my hungry stomach.

It was not hot. It was not cold. It was not wet. It was not dry. It was nice. It was very nice. Looking out the window, the birds were playful. It was as if they were laughing, laughing as if there were overtones of something joyful. It was an oath of something so incredible; it was nested within something we all think about when we are in love. Love such as what is found within the heart of someone who was cleaning oneself into something new and happy and playful. Birds entreat each day to waiting ears: the truth. Such faithfulness is a sound of joy, and it signals growth in compassion beyond the meaning of what has been really done.

It all began in the usual way. It was a dark and clear sky night. It had been a long hard day's work. Now, it was a little past midnight. Strange glowing lights appeared in the sky falling in the distance. The weary eyes of David Architect burned with fatigue, stopping him in his daily quest home. As he regained his sight, the glow faded as he pledged to return in the morning.

What are these lights in the sky? Every phenomenon in the sky must be investigated and explained. Ace detective Capt. Wagg walks into the strange and mysterious lab of the Doc. There is a mirror on the wall and clocks all over the place. A dragon named Wisp meets him at the entrance. The detective captain explains that he is investigating an ongoing case concerning lights in the sky detailing his previous encounter with Doc and the chip. Wisp blocks his view of the banana on the table. However, the keen eye of the veteran investigator catches a glimpse of the fruit reflecting in the mirror. A torn piece of paper is discovered under the banana emitting a mild odor of ethylene. The gigantic prehistoric Wisp explains how this is related to Doc‘s most recent experiment. After activating Merlin’s parallel database query thing, the invasive canvasser discovers the researchers have been working on a radioactive thermobaric banana with a pinch of salt (hic). Wisp does not explain the details of banana, and the furious Capt. Wagg prudently storms out of the room claiming he will return.

. . . Don’t forget our all new Mello Stink-a- ogie show “I am Hungry” all new this fall in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production! You'll want a squishy pie! Also,

Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.

Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.

Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 9:34 pm
by GregKiroKH
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It just does not always happen right away, you know . . .


Mysterious Chorus Voice: Hey writer, WAKE UP!
Writer: Harrumph!!! Can I enjoy my coffee? It’s early in the morning.

Original Score Begins Playing:
Dinglying Dinglying Dinglying . . .

Opening Advertisement
Poottay Flakes, the stuff of champions, are more than pretty good. They are the breakfast cereal with more than get up and go because they have zappo making them the Lucky Stripes of great taste. So, the next time when you are in the cereal aisle of your favorite grocery store do not resist picking up some delicious smoking good Poottay Flakes; Umm Umm tremendous.

Introduction of Show

It all began in the usual way. It was a dark and clear sky night. It had been a long hard day's work. Now, it was a little past midnight. Strange glowing lights appeared in the sky falling in the distance. The weary eyes of David Architect burned with fatigue, stopping him in his daily quest home. As he regained his sight, the glow faded as he pledged to return in the morning.

When the bright glowing sun rose early in the morning, it was not hot. It was not cold. It was not wet. It was not dry. It was nice. It was very nice. Looking out the window, the birds were playful. It was as if they were laughing, laughing as if there were overtones of something joyful. It was an oath of something so incredible; it was nested within something we all think about when we are in love. Love such as what is found within the heart of someone who was cleaning oneself into something new and happy and playful. Birds entreat each day to waiting ears: the truth. Such faithfulness is a sound of joy, and it signals growth in compassion beyond the meaning of what has been really done.

Opening Credits

The all new Tasty Stink-a- ogie Chop presents “I am Hungry” in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production!

Starring: The Incredible Snowflakes; The Marvelous Goatheads; The Awesome Holy Ones; Capt. Wagg and the other officials; And introducing David Architect, Palmolive, Stealthy Platarat, JJJ, She Imp, the Dame, the usual gang of extras, and our special guest stars the Unpredictable PPs..

Introduction Advertisement

My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and Tasty Stink-a- ogie Chops too. And to cook those chops try picking up our new stick-free copper plated cooking pan. This is the real thing. It spreads the heat to cook those tasty slices in less than five minutes on each side. And do not worry about cleaning with our amazing Alice technology. Just toss it in the stink, and zap, bam, whammo . . . all cleaned and dried. Perfect for those hungry stomach sounds; and far cheaper than those other imitations; just call our number for a sales pitch to see how low we will go.

Act 1, Scene 1: A Banana with a Pinch of Salt

To the right of the stairs, a weedy bush continued to grow. It dressed the entrance to the house nicely as long as it was neatly cut. A mysterious manly shadow approached the wonderful bush who suddenly stopped as if he was admiring something to ponder. A whispering hum arose from the dark shady shape creeping in like a mild stormy wind rustling the bush becoming stronger and louder but not too shrilling with a certain peacefulness to its sound.

Mysterious Chorus Voice:

Hee Hee Hoo Hoo . . . What are these lights in the sky? Every phenomenon in the firmament must be investigated and explained by those who inhabit the sky. Nonetheless, a man who investigates the ways of man on land now has an interest in the sky. Ace detective Capt. Wagg follows up on his cleaver suspicions as he walks into the strange and mysterious lab of the Doc. A laboratory he has seen before without quenching his initial qualms. As a matter of fact, each visit seems to add to his uncertainty. It is not that the Doc and friend Merlin are guilty of a horrible crime, yet. It is all about their secrets and their outcomes.

As Capt. Wagg enters into the lab, he questions all the mirrors on the wall and clocks all over the place. A rather large and handsome dragon named Wisp meets him at the vestibule. The detective captain explains that he is investigating an ongoing case concerning lights in the sky. Wisp rethinks the Doc’s previous encounters with Capt. Wagg especially the time when the Doc and the chip became an issue. Wisp thought not again as he unconsciously blocked the intruder’s view of the banana on the table. Nevertheless, the keen eye of the veteran investigator catches a glimpse of the fruit reflecting in the mirror. The detective also smells something funny after he spots a torn piece of paper fumigating under the banana emitting a mild odor of ethylene acting on the fruit. The gigantic prehistoric Wisp explains how this is related to Doc‘s most recent experiment. After activating Merlin’s parallel database query thing, the invasive canvasser discovers the researchers have been working on a radioactive thermobaric banana with a pinch of salt (hic). Wisp does not explain the details of banana, and the furious Capt. Wagg prudently storms out of the room claiming he will return.

A few hours later:

Captain Wagg returns with some papers for Wisp. Wisp reads the paper which makes him frown.

Capt. Wagg:

I have some questions for you.

Wisp:

I understand, let’s begin . . .

Closing Advertisement

Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.
Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.
Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 1:41 pm
by GregKiroKH
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Please can I just eat my breakfast foods . . .


Mysterious Chorus Voice: Hey writer! Where is the show?
Writer: Harrumph!!! Can I eat my breakfast? I cannot write 24 hours a day.

Original Score Begins Playing:
Dinglying Dinglying Dinglying . . .

Opening Advertisement
Poottay Flakes, the stuff of champions, are more than pretty good. They are the breakfast cereal with more than get up and go because they have zappo making them the Lucky Stripes of great taste. So, the next time when you are in the cereal aisle of your favorite grocery store do not resist picking up some delicious smoking good Poottay Flakes; Umm Umm tremendous.

Introduction of Show

It all began in the usual way. It was a dark and clear sky night. It had been a long hard day's work. Now, it was a little past midnight. Strange glowing lights appeared in the sky falling in the distance. The weary eyes of David Architect burned with fatigue, stopping him in his daily quest home. As he regained his sight, the glow faded as he pledged to return in the morning.

When the bright glowing sun rose early in the morning, it was not hot. It was not cold. It was not wet. It was not dry. It was nice. It was very nice. Looking out the window, the birds were playful. It was as if they were laughing, laughing as if there were overtones of something joyful. It was an oath of something so incredible; it was nested within something we all think about when we are in love. Love such as what is found within the heart of someone who was cleaning oneself into something new and happy and playful. Birds entreat each day to waiting ears: the truth. Such faithfulness is a sound of joy, and it signals growth in compassion beyond the meaning of what has been really done.

Opening Credits

The all new Tasty Stink-a- ogie Chop presents “I am Hungry” in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production!
Starring: The Incredible Snowflakes; The Marvelous Goatheads; The Awesome Holy Ones; Capt. Wagg and the other officials; And introducing David Architect, Palmolive, Stealthy Platarat, JJJ, She Imp, the Dame, the usual gang of extras, and our special guest stars the Unpredictable PPs..

Introduction Advertisement

My applesauce, it’s my real applesauce! . . . and Tasty Stink-a- ogie Chops too. And to cook those chops try picking up our new stick-free copper plated cooking pan. This is the real thing. It spreads the heat to cook those tasty slices in less than five minutes on each side. And do not worry about cleaning with our amazing Alice technology. Just toss it in the stink, and zap, bam, whammo . . . all cleaned and dried. Perfect for those hungry stomach sounds; and far cheaper than those other imitations; just call our number for a sales pitch to see how low we will go.

Technical Difficulties

Capt. Wagg:
Where is the script?
Wisp:
I cannot be doing this all day!

Director:
Let’s take five for breakfast.

Crew 1:
Did you get a contract yet?
Crewlady:
Yep, what are we going to do?

Crew 2:
The director said we are going to eat breakfast.
Crew 3:
Is it a little early to do that?

Crew 4:
Who are we to wonder why? Let’s get some grub.
Whole Crew:
Ok!

What are we doing? Where are we? What is for breakfast?

Closing Advertisement
Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.
Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.
Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.

Re: Humor, A Chuckle, Giggle, or Something Funny?

PostPosted: Sun Oct 09, 2016 11:16 pm
by GregKiroKH
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The devices of interest in a story are often used against the antagonist.


Mysterious Chorus Voice: Hey writer, what skit is on first?
Writer: Harrumph!!! The banana skit of course, I thought you knew that?

Original Score Begins Playing:
Dinglying Dinglying Dinglying . . .

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Preamble of Show

It all began in the usual way. It was a dark and clear sky night. It had been a long hard day's work. Now, it was a little past midnight. Strange glowing lights appeared in the sky falling in the distance. The weary eyes of David Architect burned with fatigue, stopping him in his daily quest home. As he regained his sight, the glow faded as he pledged to return in the morning.

When the bright glowing sun rose early in the morning, it was not hot. It was not cold. It was not wet. It was not dry. It was nice. It was very nice. Looking out the window, the birds were playful. It was as if they were laughing, laughing as if there were overtones of something joyful. It was an oath of something so incredible; it was nested within something we all think about when we are in love. Love such as what is found within the heart of someone who was cleaning oneself into something new and happy and playful. Birds entreat each day to waiting ears: the truth. Such faithfulness is a sound of joy, and it signals growth in compassion beyond the meaning of what has been really done.

Opening Credits

The all new Tasty Stink-a- ogie Chop presents “I am Hungry” in all new wonderful rainbow colors, a WezyMu production!

Starring: The Incredible Snowflakes; The Marvelous Goatheads; The Awesome Holy Ones; Capt. Wagg and the other officials; And introducing David Architect, Palmolive, Stealthy Platarat, JJJ, She Imp, the Dame, the usual gang of extras, and our special guest stars the Unpredictable PPs..

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Act 1, Scene 2: Why a Banana?

Capt. Wagg:
Can you explain to me why primates are known for eating bananas?

Wisp:
Bananas were first thought to grow in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific between ten and seven thousands years ago. They became very popular in the tropics especially in Papua New Guinea, the Philippines, Indomalaya, and Australia.

Arabian military campaigns and their merchants brought the banana from India to the Levant around 327 B.C. through Asia Minor to Africa and around the world with missionaries, and eventually coming to the New World to the Caribbean.

The banana belongs to the genus of flowering plants called Musa created in 1753 by Carl Linnaeus from the Arabian word mauz or Antonius Musa. At first, they were classified by their usage as foods. Better classification methods were developed by 1947, and by 2012, the genome of Musa acuminate was sequenced. The everyday word is thought to come from the Wolof word banaana.

Spaniards followed Magellan to the Philippines in 1565 when Miguel Lopez de Legazpi led an expedition to build a fort in Cebu. Six years later, they landed in Luzon to build the city of Intramuros, now called Manila. Along with conquistadors came friars to convert the Filipinos to Catholicism.

Spanish business men shipped Chinese products to Mexico from this location using Filipinos slaves. The capital gains led to war with the British especially from 1762 to 1764. After the nationalist rebellion of 1872, a writer named Jose Rizal (1861-1896) wrote two novels called Noli Me Tangere (Touch me Not) and El Filibusterismo (The Filibusterer) eventually leading to his Liga Filipina movement in 1892. This led to the formation of the Katipunan by Andres Bonifacio by 1896.
The Spanish-American war of 1898 neglected the nationalism movement of the Filipinos, and so on 30 April 1898 when the Americans defeated the Spanish fleet in Manila Bay, they had to also deal with Emilio Aguinaldo and his Filipino revolutionaries who surrounded Manila declaring independence on 12 June which America did not recognized when Spain ceded the Philippines. War between American forces in Manila and the Filipinos began on 4 February 1899. The Filipino-American War lasted until 1902 when Aguinaldo was captured. The Americans called their policy “Benevolent Assimilation.”

America brought the Philippine Archipelago (named after King Philip II of Spain) from Spain for $20,000. During the conflict between the “insurrectos” and the American soldiers, the colonizer demonized the colonized calling the Filipinos "monkeys without tails." Filipinos and monkeys both loved eat bananas. So when the monkeys were exported to the United States for experimentations they were feed bananas like in the movie “Planet of the Apes.” The movie also had overtones associated with modern warfare and westward expansion, subjugation, and colonialism detailed in the American Revolutionary War.

Capt. Wagg:
So monkeys just like fruit and insects and things like that.
Wisp:
Yep.

Capt. Wagg:
Well, why are these special bananas important for the Docs research?
Wisp:
Well, try one.

Capt. Wagg:
Munch, that is really good.
Wisp:
Yep.

Capt. Wagg:
I still don’t get it?
Wisp:
Get what?

Capt. Wagg:
Where is the Doc?
Wisp:
He is gone.

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Thunder Dude: Your shiny and soft hair makes me wanting some uncooked crispy carrots.
Book: . . . that’s really cool.
Thunder Dude: <crunch> How do you keep it up baby?
Book: I use Smoke a Zen, a revolutionary new and trendy hair product to put the pep back into your locks.
Thunder Dude: Mmmm . . . Smoke a Zen . . .
Book: Yep, better than a donut.