I just received some bad news, my cousin Vinnie the P. is
planning my birthday party. This is going to be the most BORING party in the
history of the Woodpile. I can just imagine it now, long winded speeches, even
longer toasts, champagne instead of beer, and philosophical jokes that will takes
hours, if not days, to figure out the punch line.
This is a desperate plea to my loyal fans – I need your best
excuses for not showing up to one’s own birthday party.
I am afraid Vinnie anticipated that move. All of social
media accounts mysteriously stopped working. So, I haven’t been able to read
any of your excellent suggestions. I guess I am stuck going to this party.
Well, I wasn’t expecting Birthday hats. Maybe I
can hide under it?
This is interesting … a safari themed Birthday party.
Wow, Godiva sunflower seeds. At least Vinnie has
good taste in food.
Just after all the guests arrived, all of the cell phones rang at once. We received an emergency alert, a lion had escaped from the Zoo and had last been spotted heading towards the Woodpile. I have heard lions eat chipmunks as appetizers!
We heard rustling in the grass and saw a pair of
pointy ears. Was it the lion or Mr. Spock visiting from the Enterprise?
Nope, it was Bugs Bunny on vacation from Disney World.
I climbed to the top of the Woodpile for a better
look. But, I didn’t see any danger.
On the way back to the party, I thought I heard a
strange animal sound behind me.
Oh @#$%, this looks really bad … RUN FOR YOUR
LIVES!
Hi folks its me Vinnie. I bet you never thought I could
pull off the best practical joke of the century?! Ha, Ha. Do you think I should
let poor Chippy know? Nah, no fun in that.
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