I was walking down the street and this woman with a gerbil on her head was waving her arms around screaming," It’s all because of Wally!", then this man walked by; said his name was Cecil, and told me the Fourth word ending in gry.
What ** is ** your problem guy ?
Jealous ? Give it a rest why don’t ya.
Here is a hint, attacking Wally will not win you any friends here.
Oh yeah, you ** are ** acting like a putz ! You got a problem with someone, myself included, take it to the pit.
Wally,
Where is that spider ? You poor thing, I bet that spider put that nasty web there just to catch you.
Sure. First you kill a poor, innocent gerbil. Now you go and destroy a sweet little spider’s home that she spent hours and hours building with her own 8 little hands. And you probably killed her in the process, too.
I can see I’m gonna have to be veeeeeery careful if I’m ever around you!
Sheesh!
;);););)
This reminds me of my own animal story. A few years ago when Brian and I were in New York, we were walking through Battery Park. Brian decided that he wanted a t-shirt from a vendor so he ran to do that and I sat on a bench to wait for him to get back.
As I was sitting there, I observed a cute little squirrel across the sidewalk. He ran towards me and jumped on the bench. I was afraid of scaring him so I didn’t move. The little bugger must’ve mistaken me for a statue because he ran across the back of the bench and onto my shoulder. At this point, I started screaming and waving my arms around hysterical that this squirrel was on my shoulder. And since this was New York, people just looked at me and kept on walking.
Wally, I hereby christen thee
“Mr. Twitchy”
Yer more fun than a pail fulla gerbils!
ya know, after reading that Gerbil story, maybe you ought to invite Wally over and introduce him to some of your Nazi Groundhogs.
Oh, and I figure that the odds are better that Cecil Adams will show up to welcome me than Michelle or Coosa will invite Wally over and let him play with their cats.
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Goddamn. Didn’t really think it would work a SECOND time, though. 
I gotta agree with Eve on this one, Wally. You’re either a sitcom father or Tim Conway in a Carol Burnett Show sketch. Either way, keep us informed of what the writers have you do next, and we’ll keep praying that they don’t add a laughtrack to your life.
For someone who camps in the woods for 16 days every August, I’m rather bug-intolerant myself. This past weekend I went on a weekend trip and was clearing some weeds to start a landscaping project. Being fearful of ticks, I was covered head to toe - tall boots, long pants, long-sleeved shirt, gloves, and hat. While working, I noticed, as happens in the woods, twigs and things falling from the trees high above, so tried to pay it no mind (and not imagine they were giant brain-sucking ticks out for my nimble wit). At one point I felt something land on the back of my neck, but figuring it was just a leaf, I reached back to pick it off.
Now, keep in mind I was working alone in the woods, and all was quiet. When I looked at the “leaf” and discovered it instead to be a “tree-eating moth of unusually large size,” I shrieked. Like a little girl. It was sooooo butch. :rolleyes:
Thankfully, I was alone, and laughed about it later. The moth, however, did not survive, and good riddance to it.
Esprix
Classic Wally
Kat,
Thanks for bring up this thread…I don’t recall ever seeing and I am in stitches with tears…
Gotta love that man…
i disagree with Ayesha…the spider wasnt nasty…it put the web there to try and keep Wally here…its a shame it didnt work.