Should Auld Wiener/Weiner Dogs Be Forgot And Never Brought To Mind

Bet Your Bottom Dollar You'll Lose Your Shoes In Palm Springs

Mr. Firepie and I will be lounging and relaxing in Palm Springs until further notice. Please leave a message at the tone.

Santa Carl Is Coming To Town

Situation Critical

I'm officially on vacation and will be spending 13-67% of the next two weeks doing some variation of this.

There's No Business Like Show Business

 

My only vacation of the entire year will start as soon as my phone stops ringing today.

Been Spending Most Their Lives Living In The Hamsters Paradise

Silverfish Limerick Rebuttal from Mr. Firepie

Once a young silverfish known as Herschel

Planned to live a life of role reversal

Only to hide nice and snug

In the warm bathroom rug

Cause he felt the bright lights too commercial

Gypsy Tears Situation

Algae Frankenstein, Dr. Stapler and I just cannot get to the Rumpus Room fast enough for an after work beer.

Limerick Situation

There once was a silverfish named Joe

Who was no bigger than the smallest pinky toe

He ate dandruff and soap

Quoted Dickens and Pope

Where he went during the day nobody knows

Rice A Roni Situation

Have a good time at that conference in San Francisco Dr. Mavis Stapler.

Jaunty Alouette

Ain't no party like a racoon canoe party

I Was Supposed To Pick Up Carl

I wonder how many hipsters were busing to work this morning thinking "I was totally into tan shearlings coats WAY before that Ikea monkey"?

It's The Most Tedious Time Of The Year

Spanking To The Oldies

It Was Indeed I Who Let The Dogs Out

Get Down With Your Root Vegetable Bad Self

1) Roasted brussel sprouts with lemon, garlic and parmesan cheese
2) Butternut squash with brown sugar
3) Pork shoulder roast braised in Whiskey Jack ale
4) Deal with it

No Big Whoop

Just drinking a beer in my sweatpants on a rainy friday night waiting for the lasagna to bake.

Roadie Elbow

I'm super excited that Mr. Firepie is coming home from tour today.

Just Watching My Stories

His stripper name is Microfiche

Did You Bring A Cheese Grater?

Mr. Bunndini spent American thanksgiving in snowy Whistler eating turkey, avoiding the pot brownies and laughing with old friends. Thanks to Lady Dunk for flying up from LA and also making tasty roasted brussel sprouts with bacon that I will be dreaming about until next year. Eh.

That Second Cup Of Coffee Is Just Not Working

Black And White Is The New Polenta Fries

I Will Punch You Right In The Dunkers

They'll be staring at the radio stayin' up all night

So like a pimp I'm pimpin'

I got a boat to eat shrimp in

Nothing wrong with my leg I'm just B-boy limpin'

A Brief Note To The Loud Talkers In The Office Next To Mine

Hamster Spectacles Are My Jam

Mr. Furley Gets His Groove Back

Mr. Bunndini is in possession of the mighty triumvirate of PVR, Shaw On Demand and Netflix so has a plethora of movies to choose from at any given time. Sadly the selection generally skews towards a taste I do not share but sometimes we must make due with the tools at hand. If left to the selection on simple cable I would be watching a constant stream of Save The Last Dance, 13 Going On 30 and How To Make An American Quilt. The following is a list of movies that I will watch over and over again in the absence of anything new:

High Fidelity, Breakfast At Tiffany's, The Big Lebowski, Goodfellas, Almost Famous, Any Katherine Hepburn / Cary Grant movie (Bringing Up Baby, Holiday,The Philadelphia Story), The Royal Tenenbaums and Some Like It Hot.

While these are not necessarily my favourites films of all time they are the ones that I can watch repeatedly be it for 5 minutes or the entire film. I am hoping one of them is on today as its a cold raining stat holiday and my old man pajamas are very comfy. Also, I am eating meatloaf sandwiches on sourdough for breakfast and I don't care who knows.

Yankee Noodle Dandy

Kitty O'Malley is thanking cheeses for the election results and also has now discovered the joy of sour cream and bacon bits on celery. It's a win-win situation.

Il Pleut Comme Vache Qui Pisse

Mr. Bunndini woke up with some serious bitchy hungover pants on this morning and after perusing facebook for a full twelve minutes with my morning coffee I have determined that these are the three things I am least interested about you:

1) The dream you had last night
2) Your pre-natal ultrasound photo
3) How many household chores you have to do this weekend

Those Pajamas Make Your Hangover Look Great

I need all of these cats to help me get my work done today because of all the pitchers of beer I drank last night.

One Of Those Days

Mr. Bunndini avoided the e-coli laden devilled eggs at that restaurant in Regina but can't avoid the relentless grey Vancouver rain and a 12 hour work day. Send soup stat!

I Have Also Been Known To File His Toenails

Dumps Like A Truck

 

Sassafras Herbert likes Hawaiian pizza, macrame and Game Of Thrones. He finds it strange that he has never met anyone named Martin who is not British.

My Spirit Animal Is Triscuits

Mulligatawny Staggers is his name. Eating jam is his game.

I Believe You Can Get Me Through The Night

Sometimes when the rains come and the days are grey and dreary, all we really need is a visit from a good friend and a few rounds of one of Mr. Bunndini's favourite songs "Train Waver" (sung to the tune of "Dream Weaver" by Gary Wright)

Triptafen Is The New Black

Yesterday I made a rookie mistake. Today I am putting on sweatpants BEFORE I go for turkey dinner so I can reach maximum stuffing capacity.

Also, Dr. Mavis Stapler, couch and PVR look forward to seeing you tonight when you arrive from Florence. I would have bought more beer but it's a holiday so a gigantic bottle of scotch will have to suffice in a pinch.

(I think we all know and accept that this one is photoshopped)

Stop

A) In the name of love
B) Drop and roll
C) Hammer time

He's Magically Delicious