Friday, 9 May 2008

rrrrrrrrrrRATBURGERS...

This isn't Xymon, your blogger, friends...

This is something that looks like Xymon...

Acts like Xymon..

Smells like Xymon...

Even talks bollocks like Xymon...

But in reality, it's a martian..

You mean...?

Yes...

Our Xymon is a pod person from the planet Mars!

Gaaah! I've been pricked with a ring and turning into a giant green turd to emit tendril vines out me belly to turn the living room into woodland shrubbery!

Ninmma nimma neh
Ninmma nimma nimma neh
La la

Quick! Get the horn (whey-hey!)

Well, let me give it to you straight. You see, I am a single, unattached guy. And I live upstairs, right above you. Now, I'm into swinging, and children having pillow fights at all hours of the night while I'm trying to score, may cause a few strikeouts, you get me!

Oooh, must get some pancake mix in the kitchen to go with the cock shaped singing toadstool.

Must learn the dance to Summertime Blues before my next boogie...

But beware...

YOUR CANARY IS A POD PERSON FROM THE PLANET MARS!!!!!