Thursday, December 09, 2004


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She looks like she never got over her daddy dying, so when he passed on, she paid a local taxidermist $250 to stuff him up the way she likes to remember him -- so full of life, the ex-sailor who used to regale all the neighborhood kids with his tales of fighting Japs and bagging them Asian beauties during the great war. And party...boy did he used to party. In fact, his shipmates used to call him Party Boy (short for Ol' Crazy That-Dead-Hooker-Ain't-Mine Party Boy With a Heart of Gold, which is tattooed down his thigh) because he was the only one on the ship who could hop on the turrets and shoot down the 'kazes in a hail of bullets and brawn during a booze-induced blackout with only minimal incidents of friendly fire casualties (never ask him about what happened to his best friend Boondog). Every year on his birthday, she rents out the local lodge and hires a DJ, and the whole family comes out to celebrate the good ol' days. Though her sister Sharon says her youngest boy, Tommy, has a chronic bedwetting problem which she blames on that incident last year when grandpa toppled over and pinned Tommy in the parking lot while she was bringing the car around. Here is Party Boy grooving to Brick House by The Commodores. If there's anything Party Boy loves more than the ladies, it's disco!

7 comments:

Pisser said...

The only sad part is that he is stuck that way.

B said...

I was thinking it was more like the old guy has been holding on to idea one day he will be like his biggest hero. The billionare that landed anna nicole smith before she got really fat and perma-fried on acid and coke. The old man doesn't have a billion dollars, he doesn't even have 400 dollars because by the time he recieves his social security check every month it has already been spent on cheap booze. the only reason they let him stay at the retirement home is because he is really good at making up sob stories about how his evil children (which he doesn't really have) never come to visit him and pay his bills. So the old man is forced to place a personals ad on the internet where he lies about his wealth and fortune. And even with this the closest he can come to a playboy playmate is a middle aged woman who is already fat because she was emotionally traumatized by the time she was wall flower sophomore in highschool and the senior star quaterback asked her out. he talked her into sleeping with him and posing for nude pictures which he quickly posted in the locker room with little speach bubbles saying things like "woof, woof". The ho-ho's she eats ever day won't make the memories go away, but they will ease the pain momentarily. This picture is from one of the parties this woman throws the old man in hopes that he will get over excited and croak, leaving her the fortune he doesn't even really have.

3am wanderer said...

whoa...diabolical and hilarious!

Anonymous said...

el abuelo ye-ye!!!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

"who used to revel all the neighborhood kids"

I think you mean "Regale all the neighborhood kids"

Anonymous said...

Get her out of here! She's not Anna Nicole Smith

Anonymous said...

She looks like she's trying to hide her fat by wearing dark clothes. Although, she used the wrong stripes and the wrong body to dance with. she's sucking in her stomach like theres no tommorow and trying to pull a genuine smile, but behind it you see her puppy eyes while her mother was yelling "Only one cookie Sara Only one cookie you understand"