
When unfairly cursed by fame such as I have, one must take precautions when going into public.
-Luckily, Predator Press scienticians have devised a series of subtle prosthetics that I may use to walk amongst you undetected –that I may slide “under the radar” so to speak, and drink in the real Americana that most fabulously rich and successful celebrities such as myself often never see.

Once this adaptive process is complete, I will be prowling around unobserved and writing stories about “Regular Joes.”
But it might take me a few weeks.
-The television gave me a sunburn.
5 comments:
I do not think those weights are real ... and where is the blogging hamster ???
For those of you not gifted with the radiant braniosity that Speedy and I share, I've been blogging for days using a Gilligan's Island-style stationary bicycle hooked up to a generator in commemoration of "Earth Day."
You're welcome, Earth.
(prick)
Ah, so it's a rippling, bulging body suit - how clever!
Fact...Abraham Lincoln's favorite sport was wrestling.
You don't really want to walk around with the common people do you? They are most peculiar.
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