Things Are Not Always As They A Pear Did anyone else ever wonder what happened to Chrisdye's long-time friend and professorial colleague who blogged occasionally at demaisonneuve.com? Well, I was at Edinburgh airport yesterday and happened upon him sitting near the parking lot; luckily I had my camera phone handy and snapped up the scene:
It appears to me that he is on his knees begging for his life from a particularly savage pomegranate. Any other interpretations?
(This really wasn't staged; I actually stepped out of the car at the airport and witnessed this, with not a person in sight to explain why there might be fruit sitting on a bench.)
(I reluctantly declare Ken the winner of the previous Battle of Wits, even though his entry was clearly a reggae reference rather than a funk reference. However, his was the only entry and, in any case, he's from Alberta -- so I don't think we can hold his lack of knowledge of black culture against him.)
| Many days after the kidnapping, Mrs. Pear and Mr. Apple negotiated with the evil Coffee Cup to give back their son for the sum of 1 000 000$. Upon the rendez-vous point at the airport, Mrs. Pear faints at the sight of her son, beaten to the core...|
| Anti-immigrant sentiment extends to rejection of "foreign" fruit.|
Re: Ken wins last battle of wits
Re: Yahh Mahn
Is that funk?
Commenting is currently off.
Vorg — Tag Cloud — Archives
Written by goodladdPhoto ShowcaseQuote ShowcaseRecent CommentsFriends of VorgPopular Posts