Well, Well, Well gentlemen. Ladies. Here we are. The third rant series. The first one had it’s fair share of faults, ‘cause we all know ol’ Papa Bear, or as you mongooses call him, Red, is illerate(illiterate). See, can’t even spell the blasted word accurately. So where will Red’s rather pathetic attempts at making these mongooses squeal take him in life? Most say Ladies Shoe Department salesman. I still like to hope that the except me as the guy who screws the lids on toothpaste. Boy is Papa Bear ever stallin’ eh? Well ladies. Germs. Ha ha. Get it. I made gentlemen into germs. It’s funny, cause gentlemen are germs….Don’t beat me up Herc……Bada……..Faceman……Marea……Kaya……Anyway Enjoy Seres 3.
The Magical Whimsical Sexeh Forest of Gump
Hercules woke up in a daze. That was some wild night he had with Smurf. He made Herc blue!
*Red reads the papers both Herc and Smurf filed about that inappropriate joke, and now knew he had no other choice but to retcon that tasteless joke.*
Hercules woke up in a daze. His skirt was itchy. He hadn’t washed it since Guy Fawkes Day. He grabbed his pool skimmer as he made his way to the pool. Smurf was tapping his foot impatiently with a towel around him glaring at his watch and then at Herc, then back at his watch, then, back at herc.
“Where have you been, eh?” Smurf asked rather snobbishly.
Herc looked at his own watch, realizing he overslept only 51 hours. Has Smurf truly been standing there, for that long? Pssssh, HELL NO. Like He has that kind of patience. Herc worked at a suite out in Alberta, Canada. Smurf was the manager, looking to assassinate the owner, Martian in order to boss Herc around further. Bur He knew, If he said something that crossed the line. His head would go in the ground…or worse..
“I’m Waiting, herc!” Smurf exclaimed as he flailed his arms wildly.
“Feg off.” Grumbled Herc, as he tossed Smurf in the disgusting pool water. Herc Headed toward the Suite, when He saw it wasn’t there. O, goodness me, it was not there. Either there was a magical forest that belonged in Friggen Harry Potter, or this is another Acid Trip. And Don’t get me started on his last one! The way he saw Bada in that one would make any man with an iron stomach hurl!
“Herc, I’m telling uou, I’m telling you British Boy, your so Fi-yi-yi-….”, Smurf soggy as he crawled up next to Herc engrossed. Herc was relieved when he found out this wasn’t another trip.
“Get Martian. We’re going in there.” He said.
Smurf began flailing his arms wildly again.
“Aw Hell no bro, We can not do that! Papa Bear might be in there! And We both know when in the presence of him, you’ll feel the full experience of a plot hole.” Smurf Said.
“I don’t care you cowardly Canuck! Get The Auzzie Drongo, we’re going in there.” Herc said impatiently
Appalled, Smurf Replied, “ We don’t need to resort to name calling you slob!”
However Herc was gone, and Smurf, who was continuingly yelling after him exclaiming he would be fired, went to get Martian.
To Be Continued.
Another rant! Nice, I've been waiting for it. w00tdur
Hey everybody. I been very busy with work. I had to hand out some orders to my one of my employees. durfist Anyway, I busted my ass Mon, Tue and today so hopefully I can get back to imortant things like women, working out, partying, hanging out, KMC, comics, sleeping in, TV and movies.
How has everybody been? Is J still sick?
Originally posted by Badabing
Another rant! Nice, I've been waiting for it. w00tdurHey everybody. I been very busy with work. I had to hand out some orders to my one of my employees. durfist Anyway, I busted my ass Mon, Tue and today so hopefully I can get back to imortant things like women, working out, partying, hanging out, KMC, comics, sleeping in, TV and movies.
How has everybody been? Is J still sick?
I am still sick bada 🙁 I am going to the doctors tommorow because it has been over a week.
Red That was an awesome rant man. Another classic. 😆
Originally posted by Redatom65😆
Well, Well, Well gentlemen. Ladies. Here we are. The third rant series. The first one had it’s fair share of faults, ‘cause we all know ol’ Papa Bear, or as you mongooses call him, Red, is illerate(illiterate). See, can’t even spell the blasted word accurately. So where will Red’s rather pathetic attempts at making these mongooses squeal take him in life? Most say Ladies Shoe Department salesman. I still like to hope that the except me as the guy who screws the lids on toothpaste. Boy is Papa Bear ever stallin’ eh? Well ladies. Germs. Ha ha. Get it. I made gentlemen into germs. It’s funny, cause gentlemen are germs….Don’t beat me up Herc……Bada……..Faceman……Marea……Kaya……Anyway Enjoy Seres 3.The Magical Whimsical Sexeh Forest of Gump
Hercules woke up in a daze. That was some wild night he had with Smurf. He made Herc blue!
*Red reads the papers both Herc and Smurf filed about that inappropriate joke, and now knew he had no other choice but to retcon that tasteless joke.*
Hercules woke up in a daze. His skirt was itchy. He hadn’t washed it since Guy Fawkes Day. He grabbed his pool skimmer as he made his way to the pool. Smurf was tapping his foot impatiently with a towel around him glaring at his watch and then at Herc, then back at his watch, then, back at herc.
“Where have you been, eh?” Smurf asked rather snobbishly.
Herc looked at his own watch, realizing he overslept only 51 hours. Has Smurf truly been standing there, for that long? Pssssh, HELL NO. Like He has that kind of patience. Herc worked at a suite out in Alberta, Canada. Smurf was the manager, looking to assassinate the owner, Martian in order to boss Herc around further. Bur He knew, If he said something that crossed the line. His head would go in the ground…or worse..
“I’m Waiting, herc!” Smurf exclaimed as he flailed his arms wildly.
“Feg off.” Grumbled Herc, as he tossed Smurf in the disgusting pool water. Herc Headed toward the Suite, when He saw it wasn’t there. O, goodness me, it was not there. Either there was a magical forest that belonged in Friggen Harry Potter, or this is another Acid Trip. And Don’t get me started on his last one! The way he saw Bada in that one would make any man with an iron stomach hurl!“Herc, I’m telling uou, I’m telling you British Boy, your so Fi-yi-yi-….”, Smurf soggy as he crawled up next to Herc engrossed. Herc was relieved when he found out this wasn’t another trip.
“Get Martian. We’re going in there.” He said.
Smurf began flailing his arms wildly again.“Aw Hell no bro, We can not do that! Papa Bear might be in there! And We both know when in the presence of him, you’ll feel the full experience of a plot hole.” Smurf Said.
“I don’t care you cowardly Canuck! Get The Auzzie Drongo, we’re going in there.” Herc said impatiently
Appalled, Smurf Replied, “ We don’t need to resort to name calling you slob!”
However Herc was gone, and Smurf, who was continuingly yelling after him exclaiming he would be fired, went to get Martian.
To Be Continued.