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The labor strike at my factory is in
full swing so, I won’t have any “Gatsbys Amazing Electric Turkey
Cookers” to sell this year… Not that it mattered anyways because
Fred, the Penguin who lives with us, has taken it upon himself to
rescue as many turkeys as he can. Apparently he does not like the
idea of eating flightless birds. He left Ms. Sera with a recipe for
“Tasty Fish Guts Stew” where she was going to put the Turkey…
Ummm if you’re Turkey goes missing please contact me and I’ll send a
ham over… On the other hand I am sure Fred has some help getting
out of my property. He has been known to bribe passing urchin’s to
open the gate with candied wiggyfish because he does not have
opposable thumbs. I guess that’s par for the course when you have a
penguin with an IQ of 200 living with you.
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I could deal with all that but the
giant panda that lives with us, his name is Bok Choy, aspired to be
the first non-human Peking Opera star… Sadly, he was ridiculed in
China and came to New Babbage this summer… Perhaps just as
tragically for him he doesn’t seem to realize that Peking Opera does
not sound… well does not sound… hmmm…. appealing… yes that’s
the word… appealing to western ears…
Anyways even more tragically for Sera
and I he wants to put on a Peking Opera about the Thanksgiving
Story… The Mayflower will be replaced with a magical dragon that
spits out candy corn… He titled it “Pilgrims and the Dragon
Ship Eat Turkeys with Indians.” His original tittle, which I
convince him to change, was “”Pilgrims fill corn hole with the
dragon candy ship” I guess it just didn’t translate out of Chinese
well.. Then when Sera found out it was going to be a 4 hour opera
she told Bok Choy how wonderful it sounded and I will take notes for
her because she will be at the Library Thanksgiving Afternoon… So
much for watching football…
……
That is a strange household you have, Mr. Szuster. *laugh*
*Emerson reaches into his vest for one of his Sagrada Lucia’s and holds his flint to it for a moment, puffing great clouds of purple smoke into the air. He then reads the post again with a smile and wonders why he hasn’t gotten to know Mr. Szuster better over these past two years.*
And I thought I had a menagerie :-)
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