There I was, minding my own business and thanking Ducky for the tool belt, when all of the sudden...
Oh great. More of Razz's cousins coming by with their stupid anal probes.
You'd think they'd give up when the scanners say "THIS IS NOT A HUMAN" and show I'm mostly iron and polymers, but those aliens just kept waving that scanner around, looking for something to probe.
"Go probe Ducky, you morons!" I yelled.
Nope. More scanners on my ass.
"Does this Martian anal probe make my ass look fat?" I asked.
No response from Ducky or her supermodel friend.
Sheesh.
"Why don't you just go wireframe and get the hell out of my ass?"
I wish Radar would lay off the pervert-talk, because I think it's only going to get worse as more and more aliens get into podcasting.
Comments (4)
i'm sorry. really, i mean... when you have 4 listeners, what are the odds of any of them beng martians?? seriously.
Posted by radar masukami | December 26, 2007 11:20 AM
Posted on December 26, 2007 11:20
Apparently 1 in 4.
Posted by Crap Mariner | December 26, 2007 11:22 AM
Posted on December 26, 2007 11:22
2 in 4
;)
Now where is that probe?
Posted by Sougent Harrop | December 26, 2007 6:53 PM
Posted on December 26, 2007 18:53
Sougent
Just sit on Ducky's rooftop and wave some flashlights.
They'll come.
Posted by Crap Mariner | December 27, 2007 4:25 AM
Posted on December 27, 2007 04:25