Manfred von RichtHOTen: Doll?Doll: Yes, Manfred?
Manfred: How do you call your loverboy?
Doll: Come 'ere, Red Baron!
Manfred: And if he doesn't answer?
Doll: Ooooh, baaaron.
Manfred: And if he still doesn't answer?
Doll: (I don't shoot him.) I simply say, "BaaAAaaby. OooOOoo, baby. My sweet baby. I wish you weren't long dead. And far too old and all that stuff." [bumpity bump, bumpity bump]
But I'll bet this guy felt damned, damned, g.d.'d lucky.
3 comments:
Woah woah WOAH. Wait a sec...Wop May was the guy that led Manfred down the Bunny Trail of Death? Thank you for that morsel.
My nickname in second grade was Aron the Red Baron.
I am feeling a bit punch drunk from coincidence lately...
Dear Red Aron:
I accept your challenge to a duel...wherein you, um, teach me how to duel.
Consider the die cast.
Regards,
Countess von Shnaggletoov
Also, Wop May really did ONLY lead him down the path. It's not like he shot the shot that did the deed. (Bought the bot that crushed the seed?)(Wrought the rot that hid the weed?)
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