The Skipper has decided to replace ‘Day By Day’ with ‘Doonesbury’!
Oink is really OCM and OCM is really Oink. They’re in disguise as part of the federal witness protection program. Something to do with Jimmy Hoffa, I’m told. Oink knows where the body is hidden. OCM is hiding it. True.
Anybody want a banana?
“Yes! We have no bananas
We have no bananas today!!
We have string beans and onions, cabBAges and scallions
And all kinds of fruit and say
We have an old fashioned toMAHto
A Long Island poTAHto, but
Yes! We have no bananas
We have no bananas today!”
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OCM is Jimmy Hoffa
The Skipper is really Joseph Hazelwood, the former captain of the Exxon Valdez.
I’m secretly Arnold from Green Acres.
Please mail me a banana. I would like one.
OK, everyone! Here is your banana! BANANA-NANA-MO-PAN ....
http://tattooedbanana.blogspot.com/
Contrary to investigation results, I was not drinking when I grounded the Exxon Valdez. I had however just finished eating some really good brownies from some
in Colorado.
Oil’s well that ends well!
I sympathize, Skipper.
It must have been a challenge for Cap’n Joe to decide which of the four shorelines to steer between.
Happy Birthday to him
Happy Birthday to him
Alex still has a year ‘till he becomes a teenager
Happy Birthday to him.
Oh-and Skipper: I think the best use for Wrigley field is to bulldoze it and put in federally funded housing for the black, gay ,transgendered wiican homeless.
Cub fans are pathetic losers. GO CARDINALS!!!
OCM: “Grease”?
If smokin’ MJ the Cap’n would probably still be in the same location staring at the seagulls.
Cardinals?!
Yesssssss, my precious! They stole it from us. Tear Wiggly Field down! Yankees RULE!
And Old Man Wrigley was a cheating scumbag who precipitated the Black Socks Scandal.
I Googled “Dead Ahead”. Never heard of it.
ALT, you finally saw the light! Now we have to convince the Skipper, maybe Dottie can chime in and help. THE GOAT RULES!!!
Yes, we have no Chihuahuas,
we have no Chihuahuas today.
We have Alsatians, Dalmatians and
the results of a flirtation
‘tween a half-pint Pekinese and a Toupee,
but,
Yes we have no Chihuahuas,
we have no Chihuahuas today
(shamelessly lifted from Eric Bogel’s “Little Gomez")