Wednesday, October 25, 2006

slothy got back



Oh it is GOOD to be home from the outwardly bound regions! And just in time to mark one more year on this loony planet. I am gargly-marinating the vocal cords in aquavit and learning how to sing out of me bum in preparation (key of H).

15 Comments:

At 1:24 PM, Blogger sloth said...

also gots to think up some kind of costume fer helloween this year... brain no worky. please help!

 
At 2:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

btw, the bum-vocalizing is a bit like overtone throat singing, but I can't find any good Tuva numbers on the list.

 
At 2:54 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

sloth, butt singing is so beefy. i'm hoping you'll sing something like 'you light up my life' cause you do!!

welcome home, again. can't wait fer tomorrow.

 
At 3:23 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Costume ideas that I've been thinking of:
1. Stevie Nicks (maybe better suited to your coloring Sloths)
2. Ann Wilson of Heart
3. Clown Pussy
4. all of the above.

 
At 3:41 PM, Blogger sloth said...

Oh, definitely all of the above, PD! Problem solved. And speaking of #3...

 
At 10:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

aw fairy, likewise with the life-sparxx... and please tell me you will do a 'zep number tomorrow? Pretty please with glitter and sparkles and chocolate jimmies & random mushrooms?

 
At 1:37 AM, Blogger The Capt'n said...

You mean you're not gonna be "The Butt?"

I'm kinda getting the continental drift that it's your birthday, Slothy.
Happy Sloth Day to you!

 
At 8:17 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hello is it SLOTHY day?!! hooray!!!
i am tuning my brown stained trousers to the tune of POO.

 
At 9:25 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

welcome home slothy! Can't wait to celebrate your b-day!

 
At 10:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Capt'n! The actual day of entry into geezer-hood is Sunday, but I have to drive up north to NIPS that day. So the paaaaty is tonight, while I'm still youthful and can get away with reckless hijinx. We'll be sure to sing a surf song & raise a glass to TS...

 
At 10:33 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Dubzy! Hi Hammy! my region is all a-tingle with anticipation of seeing you... prepare to be smooshed into traction tonight!

 
At 11:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

cool. i have my real traction appt. in a few minutes, but i'll be ready for an adjustment by tonight. bring the donut glaze.

 
At 11:55 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

good luck with the re-alignment, dubzy... they better be gentle with the care and handling of yer bod or they'll have to endure the Wrath of Sloth...

 
At 1:19 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Slothy, I hope you post on the big day so I (we)can share in the moment. Maybe I'll take a picture as a present for you,Regi taking it up the ass from "the big fist sculpture" or something, you know what Im talking about.

(Wait a minute!! Im already getting a leather jacket for my b-day, how about some fetish wear from noir leather, the kids there think Im the coolest Second Wave dodo bird parent of their dreams...!!! Thats the gift for my sister sloth, a picture of Regi in fetish wear, fuck yea.)

I was going to ask you for some CBGB stuff (for my birthday coming soon too). I managed to find a shirt so Im happy. But your link to cuntcircus.com is a gift that only you could give, your special. However, Regi would like to see you do your best vagina lady fashion spread...

 
At 1:33 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Slothers, What was the name of the girlfriend of Noir Leather's, owner Keith Horowith(spelling?)? She worked at the DIA and I remember going to one of his parties, there were giant snakes, Chris Gore might have been there etc etc. Anyway When Keith saw me he looked like he had seen a ghost and smiled. So he must remember me a little. Maybe I should have vandalized his store more often and demanded he carry "Kill Reagan" stuff MORE, back in the day.

This website wants an essay from me about blogging. What the fuck do I know? Im off to bullshit something before the deadline. I should never have tried to appear like I know a damn thing about anything.

 

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