Apology
The BBC would like to apologize to every one in the world on behalf of the author of this blog. Ur-Spo has been posting entries far too serious as of late what with talks of Archetypes and Spo-reflections and other intellectual postings of depth that are far, far too serious so last night Blogger had his brain removed.
We suggest you use this time to make silly noises, leave nonsensical comments, throw pies in the faces of your coworkers, and cruise the web for pictures of Jack Radcliffe.
We suggest you use this time to make silly noises, leave nonsensical comments, throw pies in the faces of your coworkers, and cruise the web for pictures of Jack Radcliffe.
19 Comments:
Right, righ, no will not do, not do at all... I will have to report you to the ministry of silly blogs. And no spam please.
Could I borrow his brain until he's ready to have it back?
nerds of the world unite!!! We have to assemble at blogger HQ to get spo his brain back! I hear we have to follow some brick road and get some hairy porn guy along the way!
neeeeeee
neeeeeeeeeeee
the bloggers who say neeeeeeeeeee
must band together, my brothers, to quest for the Brain Of Ur-Spo!
neeeeeeeee
And after that, the spankings! Yes! The spankings! And the oral sex!
I'm with you doug!
Somehow I am reading this and hearing the voice of Sam the American Eagle from the Muppet Show.
[BTW, my feed to your site has stopped working for quite a few days, so I've had to come hunting to see if there is any new Ur-spo to feast upon.]
Pttthhhhhoifoo. Ok, that's my silly noise for the day. Carry on.
Oh, intercourse the penguin!!!
Demonic raisins, I rebuke thee!!
Have a good weekend buddy!!
So, what are you calling me fat? :P
Yeah! I was gonna mention it. I kid. Hope you guys have a great weekend!
Okay, you asked for it.......
An Avon lady was alone in an elevator when suddenly she had to fart.
She promptly reached into her bag and sprayed the air with an Avon Pine-Scented deodorizer.
Two floors later, a gentleman got on the elevator.
He began to sniff, and the Avon lady asked, "Do you smell something?"
"Well, yes I do," he replied.
"What does it smell like?" she asked.
The bemused gentleman answered,
"I'm not sure, but it kind of smells like someone shit under a Christmas tree."
PS. But I enjoy your intellectual posts
much more. How are we to learn, if you don't teach us?
Do you think I can get Pat Robertson's wife to do my drag makeup?
... or do things that will lead to social dancing...or more!
What's this I hear about a Sheep Bladder break?
we let our hair down, well, my back hair!
Apology accepted. Just don't let it happen again. At least not today. Take a break and enjoy the weekend. No thinking until Monday.
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