Trying out an avian version of “Cow Patty Bingo”
“Try stealing my sandwich now, you greedy gulls! Not so brave now are you?”
Bread Man had a surefire talent for calling the birds, but didn’t have a clue about how to get them to do his bidding.
Richard Bach was kind of a publicity whore.
Fly, my minions, fly! Bring chaos to all who oppose Post-it-Man! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha HA!
They all called me crazy for being so well-bread, but it’s MY tern now!
Suicide by seagull
Oops, looks like I let the time-limit elapse. No matter. This is my fave.
Good on ya, Dr. Winston!
Thank you, thank you.
What about…
Kermit couldn’t keep it up after they took away the Miss Piggy balloon.
It’s not easy being green.
“How do you think you would look if all of a sudden Jim Henson’s hand wasn’t up your ass?”
After being rebuffed by Miss Piggy, Kermit felt rather deflated.
By the end of the parade Kermit had eaten half of his handlers.
"Attack of the Fifty Foot Kermit’ by Edward D. Wood, Jr., now showing at a theatre near you.
The happy hunters returning to the tribe with their kill.
“From up here, they look like flies”, he thought.
Congrats, PP. What’s next?
Thanks!
Slide DiMaggio, Slide!
You can’t see the Maypole from this angle…
Push! Push! Pusy! Congratulations, it’s a merry-go-round!