The Poor Trodden Magician
My dear audience,
I hope you can forgive me. The Great Hoo Doo has been grieving. It seems that a large carpet in the sky tipped my top hat house and my internet connection was down.
Fortunately, the construction crew has left and I am free to roam in purple silk again.
So now, that I am back...the thought for the day....
Why do people bother honking at red lights? It really makes no sense. Fortunately, I carry a dozen eggs in my hat coaster for just such an occasion.
I hope you can forgive me. The Great Hoo Doo has been grieving. It seems that a large carpet in the sky tipped my top hat house and my internet connection was down.
Fortunately, the construction crew has left and I am free to roam in purple silk again.
So now, that I am back...the thought for the day....
Why do people bother honking at red lights? It really makes no sense. Fortunately, I carry a dozen eggs in my hat coaster for just such an occasion.
posted by Horatio J HooDoo at 11:32 PM
3 Comments:
I frequently honk at red lights. I hope by doing this to incite the people to riot. I too carry a dozen eggs (rotten, of course) to throw, furthering the frenzy of bad feelings promoted by my honking. It is true, I am a trouble maker. The question I would pose to you, Sir Hoo Doo (yes, I know about your secret knighting by the Queen), is why not provoke the people? They need to wake up and smell the coffee - armageddon is coming!
yes, this is true. But I prefer to provoke them from above in my flying hat. Then I can fly away as they honk and shake their fists.
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I heard that the infamous Zaccariah T. Brown had invented aerial hats! How fast can it get from zero to fifty?
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