That was the one stuffed animal I chose during my single visit to Disney World in the 80s.
I’m retrospect, I wish I had gotten that gross little gremlin from the Captain Eo ride, but I think I was too flabbergasted to make any purchasing decisions when we passed through that gift shop.
Edit: The gross little critter was named ‘Hooter’.
I see you haven’t studied the Ancient Scrolls of Cat Chivalry…
: dumps out a pile of wadded up newsprint and proceeds to bat it all under the settei.:
I might be an outlier, here, but I went to school with an Odysseus that went by Odie back in the 90s. Guys full name was Odysseus -McIrishname- and he was pretty much the main character from the start.
I thought it was Eddie Burback. https://youtu.be/vA-bjpKvIw8
Bloody knuckles was the shit. I was the asshole that brought a huge Eisenhower Dollar to the game.
Last I checked their mother was a hamster.
Didn’t they all perish shortly thereafter from a disease spread via unsanitary telephones?
Don’t forget to add some Speed Holes!
Aww man. Someone put shit in my pants while I was aiming.
That’s cool, but MY watch has a Tomagachi living in it.
But it’s gone up $200 since I bought it in 2014!
Furious George!? What have they done to you?
It’s not a sin if you keep your grip still while a third bounces on the bed.
Gorillas.bas
Nibbles.bas
‘badminton birdie’ = ‘Shuttlecock’
: Bubbles from Trailer Park Boys enters the chat :
I was a Big Boy when this came in the scene, but I still fucked around with it.
Shout-out to my youth dentist that had a Galaxian cocktail table set to free play. I always liked forward to my checkups.
My dad used me as an excuse to rebuild the unfinished basement and build out the Lionel train set he’d always wanted.
Shortly thereafter he decided he could no longer tolerate his wife and moved in with his mistress full time. He built out a room just for me, but I knew Mom would off herself if I abandoned her. Plus I was smoking by then and Dad hit me whenever I smelled like smoke.
It was a nice train table until a pipe burst and flooded the basement. Don’t buy particle board furniture. It becomes pulp as soon as it gets slightly damp .
We all know that Jesus turned water to wine to get all the thirsty bitches in the crowd drunk.
It’s there a waiting list to become the next Nazi Barbie? Like, you need just the right amount of Botox and lip injections to commit lies with a straight face while a countrymen is being detained?
Also, take your shitty hat off indoors. I know your handlers spent an hour fixing your hair, and you put on a ball cap? Does that make you feel like one of the Boys?