Sunday, October 12, 2003
The Electric Disco Fencepost
Grrrrrrr. That's the sound a chicken makes. No? Well, it does when it's been turned into a lion by the Electric Disco Fencepost. Is there anything the Electric Disco Fencepost can't do? Well, i'm glad i asked. No, in fact, there isn't. It can reverse the magical Toast Curse, cleansing bread of its burns and restoring it to its pure state. It can tie shoes from a great distance. It can identify counterfeit bagels. It can benchpress Europe. It can READ your MIND.
So the Electric Disco Fencepost was walking down the street one day, and it came upon a duck. The duck was acting all feathery, and the Electric Disco Fencepost was shining like the Midnite Diner at noon. They busted out their inflatable oversized boxing gloves and struck a fighting stance. The sparring dialogue was legendary. The weather was incognito. The landscaping was ridiculous. All of a sudden, the duck was down for the count. That's when the Electric Disco Fencepost made its move. It scrambled the duck's brain so that nothing made sense any more, chained him to a table in an all-night ice cream parlor, and filled all the oceans with cold black coffee and butter sauce. And it did all that in the space of one paragraph.
Fear the Electrico Disco Fencepost.
Grrrrrrr. That's the sound a chicken makes. No? Well, it does when it's been turned into a lion by the Electric Disco Fencepost. Is there anything the Electric Disco Fencepost can't do? Well, i'm glad i asked. No, in fact, there isn't. It can reverse the magical Toast Curse, cleansing bread of its burns and restoring it to its pure state. It can tie shoes from a great distance. It can identify counterfeit bagels. It can benchpress Europe. It can READ your MIND.
So the Electric Disco Fencepost was walking down the street one day, and it came upon a duck. The duck was acting all feathery, and the Electric Disco Fencepost was shining like the Midnite Diner at noon. They busted out their inflatable oversized boxing gloves and struck a fighting stance. The sparring dialogue was legendary. The weather was incognito. The landscaping was ridiculous. All of a sudden, the duck was down for the count. That's when the Electric Disco Fencepost made its move. It scrambled the duck's brain so that nothing made sense any more, chained him to a table in an all-night ice cream parlor, and filled all the oceans with cold black coffee and butter sauce. And it did all that in the space of one paragraph.
Fear the Electrico Disco Fencepost.
