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i am fast and full of teeth. i willl die in a barn fire

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are you a .. .horse

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Paul Pfeiffer “Desiderata” 2004. Digital video loop, viewable here at 28:37.

The Price Is Right becomes a garish hell of impossible tasks. As if it wasn’t that already…

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wheel of fortune

puzzle: H E _ _ O

category: greeting

contestant: spins

wheel: $5000

contestant: L!

pat: no L

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g-l-u-c-a-g-o-n:

“Ooh, an Earth celebrity!” he said excitedly, clapping his hands together a little. “Hold on, I have one too! Write yours out to Glucagon, star of The Glucagon Show!” In turn, Glucagon dug around in his dress pocket and pulled out a pen and a 9′’x12′’ glossy print of himself, signing it and offering it up for exchange. The writing was unintelligible, being written in Gasmoxian.

As the two exchanged prints, Wallaby looked over the photograph he had received. He smiled the same big, cheesy smile he always does.

“It’s very quaint! Was this the only size they had available at the print shop?”

He then reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a neatly folded piece of large paper. Opening it revealed a 24″x36″ poster of his show ‘Wheel of Surprise’, with him prominently featured in the very center. He once again signed it to Glucagon and handed it to the alien.

“The Glucagon Show, hm? I don’t think my current cable package gets that channel. I’ll have to upgrade so I can catch this show of yours sometime!”

#g l u c a g o n

g-l-u-c-a-g-o-n

wallabyhollywood:

“Famous, you say? I’ve never heard of you. And clearly you must be living under a rock if you don’t recognize me, the one and only Wallaby Hollywood~!”

Wallaby reaches into the breast of his coat and pulls out a sharpie marker and a glossy 8″x10″ head shot of himself.

“Who should I make this out to?”

“Ooh, an Earth celebrity!” he said excitedly, clapping his hands together a little. “Hold on, I have one too! Write yours out to Glucagon, star of The Glucagon Show!” In turn, Glucagon dug around in his dress pocket and pulled out a pen and a 9′’x12′’ glossy print of himself, signing it and offering it up for exchange. The writing was unintelligible, being written in Gasmoxian.

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#((I'M SORRY IGNORE THIS I'M WRITING A SERIOUS REPLY RN))

thebandicootbombshell:

“Oh, you. I am in show business.” Tawna giggled shyly in a cute manner, blushing soft pink.

“Not from a sweet; charming flatterer!”

“Are you, now? Obviously not a celebrity of my caliber, since I don’t recognize you. But that’s fine, I’m sure whatever it is you do is very... quaint.”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sharpie and a head shot of himself.

“How would you like an autograph from Wallaby Hollywood? Who can I make this out to?”

#((thank you!! apologies in advanced for him being such a jerk))#thebandicootbombshell

speedandspace:

“Aren’t you a clever one, quick to point out the literal alien’s appearance. Riddle me this, is it your remarks that repel others from you, or is it the fact you look like a stop sign?”

“Oooo, you’ve got a bit of bite to you! Feisty! That’s good, audiences love a good snarker. “

Wallaby reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a glossy, autographed head shot of himself.

“Something for your troubles, buddy.”

#speedandspace

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Why is this the type of humor I enjoy

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who did this

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wallabyhollywood:

@speedandspace liked for a starter.

“Why the long face, buddy? I’ve heard of “four eyes”, but never “four legs”!”

“Aren’t you a clever one, quick to point out the literal alien’s appearance. Riddle me this, is it your remarks that repel others from you, or is it the fact you look like a stop sign?”

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#((IGNORE THIS. I'LL MAKE AN ACTUAL SERIOUS REPLY TO THIS IN A BIT))#((art by party-cat-anthem))

g-l-u-c-a-g-o-n:

“Perhaps we have! I am famous across the galaxy after all, people come and go in my life all the time! But just to be sure, what’s your name again?”

“Famous, you say? I’ve never heard of you. And clearly you must be living under a rock if you don’t recognize me, the one and only Wallaby Hollywood~!”

Wallaby reaches into the breast of his coat and pulls out a sharpie marker and a glossy 8″x10″ head shot of himself.