Do chocolate cows have sugar tits?

Ahhhh yes back from vacation where I let my mind wander free, unfortunately it went on a rampage and devoured a few small villages and hamlets.  I watched the Dunwich Horror on Netflix.  I was most impressed with the creature effects.  Also I feel that the movie brings a new meaning to the phrase: book stand.

 

I feel like HP Lovecraft has created my favorite genre; however it produces the worst/best movies.  Matted scenery, clay-mation, bad dubbing and horrible acting, it’s almost as grotesque and alien as the outer world gods.

 

Now I am back to the finance jungle with accounting errors and ledger balancing jumping out of the woodwork.  It will take a few days for boredom to return and my mind will bring out its creative havoc safely from behind a Lucite pane.  No more humans or lesser beings will be harmed.

 

I’m surprised more Scotsmen don’t have kilts made out of scotch tape, that’s called clear and present danger!

 

What if earth were hit by a meteor 5 miles wide made entirely out of lime Jell-O with fruit cocktail in it?

 

What if the pied piper led all the cowboys into his cave?  Huh Paula Cole?  Next time you want the rats off your cattle ranch pay the piper, don’t dick around and pretend there was no verbal contract!  We all know in order to sing you have to have fully functioning ears! Who will eat baked beans and biscuits with you?  Happy?  Yeah, I thought so.

 

I think if I launched a nuclear bomb, I would say: “Sign, sealed, delivered.”