I smell an Oscar for best picture. Or is that rotting shark flesh?
Mowage has been accomplished. I’m all showered and cleanded. Pizza for dindin. Life is good.
OK, so this, like, crazy scientist, who fancies himself like, a Star Trek character, is, like, experimenting with like, catapulting, like, sharks. Only, he is like, experimenting with radioactive like, suppositories, and drops one into the like, swimming pool where the sharks live, and they like, mutate, so that they can, like walk.
And he has catapulted them so many times that they like, die, only they don’t die, they, like zombize. So since they are like zombies, they don’t have to breathe, and, like, come out of the water and like walk around and shit. And they learn to like, use the catapult, and they catapult the like, crazy scientist.
Gotta work the like, radioactive suppositories in there, somewhere.
And they start making themselves up, like the Joker.
OK, that’s like, the first scene.
Fine, Sharknado III - Clowned and Dangerous!
Chickie is starting to smell yummy. I’s hongree since we didn’t have lunch - just cookies. 
Ok, so the sharks like CATAPULT onto peoples, like, houses, and they like, FALL THROUGH the roof, and they like run over to the people, and like, say, “LIKE GIVE ME COOKIE!”
We are going to like make so much like money!
Who knew **flytrap **was a middle school girl?!?!?!
Odd, that sounds uncannily similar to the project I am engaged in at the workshop.
One difference, I have been feeding my SHARKS with chum caught from northern Japanese waters. Also, if given supplies SHARKS naturally are drawn to using clown makeup, as it confuses seals and other prey. You should see them apply it, just another reminder that opposable thumbs and fingers as a whole, are rather handy.
Jim
::thoughtful dissection of weak argument.::
That has replaced :rolleyes:, because it looks LIKE he licked somebody’s pie, or is rubbing his toes into the carpet, trying to ask someone to go to the prom with him.
I’m confused; I’ve read both clown makeup flying thru the air & stating “I want COOKIE”.
Are we turning the sharks into circus trapeze clowns or Cookie Monster???
Home from lunch at Red Lobster.
It was okay, not my favorite place.
I forgot to tell them no cucumbers in my salad, a few is okay but the whole thing tasted of cucumber.
They gave us extra biscuits for the doggie bag, so Sah-son can have them. I was going to bring him dessert but everything I thought he’d like came with ice cream so I skipped it.
Now I’m sleepy, so I may take a nap before irk.
Both, please keep up. 
Jim
There will be, like, a test on Tuesday.
:rolleyes:
That’s not me! This is me, or rather should I say Sticky and Mickey! 
Supper was yuuuuuuummmmmmmmm!! The chickie was a small one, and all that’s left is a leg, a thigh, and a breast. I see chickie and dumplings in our future.
Meanwhile **FCD **is rinsing the dishes and when he’s done, I’ll load the dishwasher and get it running. He voluntarily does the ickiest part of the dishes since I cook. I think I get the better part of the deal…
Howdy and TGIF TO INFINITY.
Back later to bitch about my week from hell.
Like, totally 
Jim
Time to assume the position. We’ll see if I can finish the green stripe tonight…
So this is like Middle School Zombie Girl Clown Cookie Monster Sharks? This will be the most epic horror movie evah!
I’ve said many times that moving was fun when I could fit everything I owned in the back seat of a '73 Ford Pinto. Actually, if I could get everything in a 16 foot U-Haul, I’d be happy. Alas, the last move required half a semi.
Especially of you make the infamous Cheese Casserole.
:dubious:
She must satisfy her craving for brains while learning her multiplication tables and memorizing the capitols of all the states.