On my way to DVD island, (it's right next to the BVD islands) my boat, which I named "Potamia" after my ex-wife, crashed on the rocks. The cabin caught fire and my dog jumped ship and headed for Pismo beach. I hates to say it, but I made a mess of Potamia.
I'm first to admit I live a blessed life, Two beautiful daughters and a lovely wife. I shouldn't complain since I've been so blessed, But I've been burdened with a thorn in the flesh. A large furry creature with 4 legs and 2 ears, My faithful dog Rex who as brought me to tears. He chewed up my couch, my rug, my DVDs, My ipad, my laptop and my old KJV. He then moved on to electrical wires, The last one he chewed set my bedroom on fire. I am at wits end I feel I must tell ya, If I didn't love him so much I'd ship the rascal to Mesopotamia.
"I get the feeling we're not in Mesopotamia anymore," I whisper to my comrades as we wake, all a bit groggy.
"Would you look at the size of that fire," Greg whistles, noting the inferno that is raging around the stakes we're tied to. "This is so stereotypical! I demand a refund!"
"Oh look, one of them is staring that DVD I had with me when our adventure started," Sam chuckles. "OK, step one: pray; step two: break out the gadgets; step thr -"
"OOF!" we chorus, landing hard on some thin carpet.
"Wazzup, cool cats!" an Elvis-like voice cries, as we realize we're inside a church building. "Or is one of you a dog? Haha! Nice of you to drop in!"
"Is that Elvis Wesley?" Sam inquires softy as we rise to our feet.
"It sure is, son!" the smooth talking chap responds, Benny Finney nodding off on a small pew on the pulpit near him.
"This is worse than -" Greg begins, I cutting him off.
"Don't say it!" I cry, as we disappear, ending up on some rope bridge in what appears to be a rain forest.
"Got anymore bright ideas?" I continue, face palming.
My friend grins. "I don't, but he does!"
We follow his finger, only to see our two good friends, Corky Velveeta and Eddie Eddings, veterans in the art of time travel.
My DVDs from Mes'potamia
ReplyDeleteWere burnt up in fire and flamia.
My pedigree dog
From Gog and Magog
Seems to have suffered the sameia.
Jotham David Parker
Excellent!
DeleteOn my way to DVD island, (it's right next to the BVD islands) my boat, which I named "Potamia" after my ex-wife, crashed on the rocks. The cabin caught fire and my dog jumped ship and headed for Pismo beach. I hates to say it, but I made a mess of Potamia.
ReplyDeletewritten from a Long John Silvers in Mesopotamia
DVD haiku
ReplyDeleteIn Mesopotamia
Of a dog on fire.
I'm first to admit I live a blessed life,
ReplyDeleteTwo beautiful daughters and a lovely wife.
I shouldn't complain since I've been so blessed,
But I've been burdened with a thorn in the flesh.
A large furry creature with 4 legs and 2 ears,
My faithful dog Rex who as brought me to tears.
He chewed up my couch, my rug, my DVDs,
My ipad, my laptop and my old KJV.
He then moved on to electrical wires,
The last one he chewed set my bedroom on fire.
I am at wits end I feel I must tell ya,
If I didn't love him so much
I'd ship the rascal to Mesopotamia.
That's an endearing dog tale that dog owners will appreciate.
Delete...or former dog owners.
DeleteTime Travel Trouble
ReplyDelete"I get the feeling we're not in Mesopotamia anymore," I whisper to my comrades as we wake, all a bit groggy.
"Would you look at the size of that fire," Greg whistles, noting the inferno that is raging around the stakes we're tied to. "This is so stereotypical! I demand a refund!"
"Oh look, one of them is staring that DVD I had with me when our adventure started," Sam chuckles. "OK, step one: pray; step two: break out the gadgets; step thr -"
"OOF!" we chorus, landing hard on some thin carpet.
"Wazzup, cool cats!" an Elvis-like voice cries, as we realize we're inside a church building. "Or is one of you a dog? Haha! Nice of you to drop in!"
"Is that Elvis Wesley?" Sam inquires softy as we rise to our feet.
"It sure is, son!" the smooth talking chap responds, Benny Finney nodding off on a small pew on the pulpit near him.
"This is worse than -" Greg begins, I cutting him off.
"Don't say it!" I cry, as we disappear, ending up on some rope bridge in what appears to be a rain forest.
"Got anymore bright ideas?" I continue, face palming.
My friend grins. "I don't, but he does!"
We follow his finger, only to see our two good friends, Corky Velveeta and Eddie Eddings, veterans in the art of time travel.
"Thank God for that. Let's get out of here!"
I will remember this incident a lot better after it actually happens.
DeleteI concur. I'll be along for the ride, by the way - when it happens...
DeleteI am so very glad to have these back. I LOVE these challenges!
DeleteOn a completely unrelated note, Calvinistic Cartoons needs a Facebook page.