child play chucky
chucky want to9 play with you
wennie dog wan t to pklay to ### ###.#### n o e mail
That’s really terrifying. Those eyes. That grin. I’m going to be hiding under the bed all night, I can just tell!
And the doll’s pretty creepy too.
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So many questions, too few answers.
Like is the evil doll possessed by the wiener-dog?
Or is the wiener-dog possessed by an evil doll?
Are we to “rehome” them both; or will one merely be part of a never-ending sequence of serial demonic possession?
Could I have butter instead of “pklay”?
Could someone take that shovel and knock the Chucky doll off the swag Schwinn exercise bike please? My rear side is needing a nice exercise bike, and something tells me neither the poster, nor Wennie, nor Chucky uses it to9 much.
Is this one of those modern performance art things where you show up and there’s an overweight Asian woman dancing in butter and quoting lines from the Child’s Play movies while a daschund puppy barks in the background?
Oh, great. Now I have to come up with a whole new idea for the “Radical Gingers and Butterdogs” tour.
I thought Radical Gingers and the Butterdogs was the name of IF’s Echo and the Bunnymen tribute band.
Radical Gingers and Butterdogs
Go out in the midday sun.
The Japanese don’t care to,
The Chinese wouldn’t dare to,
And Melati Suryodarmo doesn’t have enough SPF 30 to dance in.
Chucky’s in (puppy) love.
I don’t even like that song. I don’t like Chucky, either. But I do like puppies.
It had been years since Chucky’s glory days on the big screen and Wilhelm, his owner’s mischievous wiener-dog, was forever reminding him of his fading star.
Wilhelm’s taunts of Chucky’s flaccid knife and receding hairline became too much to bear.
One day, Chucky found a way to exact his revenge.
Coaxing Wilhelm in the basket of a stationary bicycle, Chucky promised the pooch that he was going for a ride.
Wilhelm, like all dogs, loved a good ride so he willingly climbed in.
Chucky stepped back off the machine and turned it on the highest setting.
“Ride this, you stupid dog.” He chortled maniacally as the machine vibrated and bounced along the patio.
Wilhelm, too terrified for action, could only hang on to the basket as he howled a prayer for his owner to rescue him.
And his prayers were answered, for just as Chucky climbed onto the bicycle’s seat and reached for the controls – no doubt in an effort to coax more nausea-inducing motion – the owner came stumbling out onto the patio, his bathrobe barely covering his too-indulgent belly.
“What hell going on?” He asked, his sleepy eyes still trying to focus.”Never fecking mind..you two have gotten last nerve. Where hell’s camera?”
Ain’t/ Aren’t/ Isn’t/ Is not the purple/ propel/ proper name of the wennie dog bried/ bread/ breed called datsun/ datshund/ dachshund?
Side note: Spell check found no errors.
I think you broke spell-check.
It was intimidated by your genus/genious/generation…
Sparky, my Chucky ain’t afraid of your Chucky. I have little Chucky Norris. So, ha!
O/T – The Phantom Tollbooth, that’s the name of the book with the watch-dog in it! It’s been bugging me all morning.
Get the feeling Chucky typed the ad himself with his stiff plastic doll-of-death fingers? Maybe the wiener-dog did the spelling. Stupid Chucky. Everyone knows wiener-dogs are terrible spellers.
I suspect n o e mail is Notice of Eviction mail. So everything must go, and this is all that is left. How many times can we say weenie dog before we have to go to the corner?
Weenie weenie weenie etc.
‘Tis my fondest ambition to find myself in the corner. Unless Chucky is ensconced when I get there, because I AM SO VERY AFRAID OF DOLLS-N-CLOWNS.
[matt] That’s racial profiling!! Racist…er… Specieist…er… Bigot![/matt]
Wennie dog wan t to pklay, then you know you’ve been feeding him too much kaolin.
Well, I don’t want to 6play with him, so he can keep his wennie in his overalls.
At least he didn’t want to 4play…
I don’t see any signs of wee under the weenie dog. It should be safe to pklay with him.
Just out of interest*, the “Other Sucking You Might Like” slider appeared when I opened this page and directed me to… this post.
*May not actually be interesting. Terms and conditions etc.
Have you walked through any looking-glasses recently?
It did the same to me. Meaning this post is one of a kind. Thank goodness.
Isn’t Wennie Wan t Pklay a Jedi relative of Obo Wan Kenobe? I think he had a bit part in Revenge of the Psith.
The first “no email” that Sparky did say
was two years and two months right up to today.
And with no emails, we’ve come a long way
from chester droors to chucky want to9 play.
Yeah, so this Monday sucked for everyone else, too? So unusual. Must be the Olympics steal all our commenters and lurkers and stuff.
One and Scarrlett, I hope you had good reception in the box. The Olympics are fascinating. So I’m told. Punchity Punch Punch!
Good Morning, Teeny Weenie and Chili Beanie!
Why is the dog in a shopping cart? Did he pick him up in the frozen food aisle at Ralph’s?