April 01, 2006
it's the thought that counts
Oh, I also received a pooping penguin. Yes, you read that right. A toy penguin. You wind it up, it waddles around and shits chocolate candy pellets.
Yes, somebody gave zonker a gift that accurately captures the personality of the man himself. Only it should have been a goat instead of a penguin.
I still plan to attend the Blown-Eyed Blodger Meet in Austin this month and I am happy to know that Zonk will be there. I just hope he stops hallucinating by then. I have taken MANY a piss in Texas and when I looked down into the urinal, I never noticed that "everything is bigger" effect he talks about. Maybe I was just too drunk to appreciate the "bigger" thing at the time because I kept looking down at TWO Roscoes, thanks to copious amounts of Shiner Bock and Lone Star beer.
I intend to be sober for this trip and if my dick gets bigger, you'll be the first to know.
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