Showing posts with label fistful of dynamite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fistful of dynamite. Show all posts
19.10.11
The PTA Has Risen From the Grave...
...and has had waaaay too much coffee. Da-da went to an early coffee get-together for parents of kids from his youngest's preschool, and they were all suited up and READY FOR ACTION. Needless to say, Da-da didn't need that many roundhouse kicks to the head at 9:30 in the morning. One or two are plenty, Mrs. Norris. Luckily, Da-da prepared for the meeting in advance.
20.8.10
A Fistful of Da-da (or Da-da, You Sucker)
It's Friday, guests are incoming, and you know what that means...
Yeah, Da-da doesn't know what it means, either. Actually, it might mean some unsuspecting people are gonna get hit by Dada's Dynamite Zombie-cowboy casserole. Mmm-mm, that's good ZCC.
[UPDATE: Da-da ended up serving corndogs and everclear. It was that kinda night. At least his quick-draw garlic press saw some action. In what? You don't wanna know.]
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