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My Zombie Roomy (8/25/11)

The Zombie came home today with this sneaky little grin on his face that was … ok fine I’ll say it – it was adorable. It feels weird to say that about a guy, let alone an undead guy, but it’s the truth.

Anyhow – he was carrying a bag from Target, sort of swinging it around happily like you can’t help but do sometimes when you’ve got a bag from a candy shop.

I pointed to the bag and said, “mind if I …” and he got the picture. He held the bag out, opened it up, and I glanced in.

It was at this point that I remembered my roommate is not a normal, boyish fellow with a bag but a Zombie (with a bag).

Thankfully, the contents were not Zombie snacks, though they were weird:

  • Pack of D Batteries
  • Sunglasses
  • A box of condoms

I have nothing to support this but I think the Zombie had a date tonight!!

Attn: Ellen (8/24/11)

Front


Back (apologies for my handwriting!)

The text of the postcard is:

Dear Ellen,

What the heck was I thinking when I bought a booklet of airplane postcards? How am I supposed to do 12 airplane/postcard jokes?

Oh well. 11 to go.

You know where to find me.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

An Egregious Error

This is the name of my imaginary band.

Below are the members of the band.

Jimmy “the onesy” Franklin – Jimmy’s almost as neurotic as he is short. He’s average height. He plays the lead guitar and can’t sing for anything but we love him anyway. He got drunk and tried to paint flames on the side of his 2004 Toyota Corolla, and he ended up with a dragon painted on the side of his car. You can’t get much cooler than that.

Lisa “don’t call me” Johhannssenn – She plays the tambourine. She’s got a nice smile … She’s … everyone hates her, but she makes the best snacks.

Me – Lead vocals on a good day, unknowingly singing into a muted mic on most days. I am to style what cat ladies are to good-smelling. I love a good sandwich, but I hate your face.

Squatty (last name unknown) – The only good member of the band. He’s in shackles in the corner. We keep telling him we’ll let him go, but … he’s the only reason we got our first record into some stores. Concerts are a problem though. Stockholm Syndrome, kick in!

Our first CD was called, “Wake Up and Smell the – Dang, I Peed the Bed.”

Track 1 – “Shut Up Your Face”
Track 2 – “I’m Sorry Darling, I Shouldn’t Have Told You to Shut Up Your Face”
Track 3 – “Houston, We Have a Problem … And I Blame Society”
Track 4 – “OMFG ROFL I’m So Lonely”
Track 5 – “You Look Charming in That Thong”
Track 6 – “Knock-Knock. Who’s There? Nobody. … Oh, Wait, It’s the Pizza Guy! Who’s Got Cash??”
Track 7 – “Eat Your Heart Out, Al Roker”
Track 8 – “Cannabilism – Hot Or Not?”
Track 9 – “If I Was Anymore Inept I’d Be … Um … I Forgot”
Track 10 – “THAT’S What a Suppository Is??”
Track 11 – “What Does the Word ‘Outro’ Mean?”
Track 12 – “Ladies and Gentlemen For the First Time We Introduce Mr. and Mrs. Who Gives a Ship”