And in honor of this great day, where you'll no doubt be stuck in long bank/store lines due to many, many people cashing their welfare/government checks, enjoy this little ditty of a distraction.
And on to our regularly scheduled program:
"Brains.....It's what's for dinner!"
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Brain: "Wow, it sure got really dark all of a sudden."
Black Hand(walking like a zombie): "Ummm Brains!!!! Must eat brains!"
Brain: "Oh shit! Can't...move...quick..enough...because I...don't have.....legs. Curses!"
Black Hand: "Must have brains! Taste like chicken. Brains good!"
Brain: "Please, for the love of God don't eat me! I haven't even gotten laid yet!"
Black Hand: "Ha ha! Just kidding. I'm not really a zombie. Well, technically I am. Then you have to factor in all of that Indigo Tribe nonsense, and well, it's all a long story but you get the main idea. Anyways, I won't eat you."
Brain: "Whew! Oh God, you really had me going there for a minute. I was so scared I think I shit myself, except I crapped brain fluid instead."
Black Hand: "Eww, that's gross! And I'm a Necrophiliac."
Well, what'd you guys think about that one?
Really Dead Gary Coleman? That's not very nice. No get your ass back into your cheap urn!
Some people right?
Alright, I'm like a belly-button, I'm Outtie!
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