Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Little Mermaid and the Coney Island Whitefish
I always wondered what happened to Ariel. Little did I know she’d end up dating a Coney Island Whitefish. Speaking of CIW here, what is that thing on his head? It’s like all his fungle migrated north to try to fill in his bald spot.
New Rule to ‘Bag Status: If your shirt has some ironic statement about what a dick you are,… uhm… you’re a… well… a dick. Wait, I need to think that one through a little bit more. I think I just ruptured space/time.
I want to ferry Ariel off to the Enchantment Under the Sea dance, where I will ply her with Night Train while Marty McFly plays guitar and nearly disappears. Or am I mixing my film references again?
And if you don’t know what a Coney Island Whitefish is… that’s probably a good thing.
