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Saturday, April 01, 2006

Le Poisson d'avril

That's right, folks. It's another round of...Le Poisson d'avril!!!!!!!!!!!
Two points to those who know what language that's in. Three to those who know what it means. Four to those who don't know either.

Five and a half points to who ever (or is it whoever?) knows the answer to the following question:
"If a duck walks into a bar, the bar man shoots the piano player, Billy Joel walks in complaining that the microphone smells like beer, an unconscious Argentinian falls from teh ceiling, and a parent decides to clean a child's glasses because he did a horrible job, will the train reach Mars?" Extra credit: "Why are you reading this?"

Now, this was orignally written for...oh, why should I bother to tell you that junk? I shall now retitle this "When you see it, you"

Four score and seven years ago, something important happened. Something very important. Unfortunately, I don't know what that something was, so I can't talk about it. :-P

Now, as you are no doubt aware, the ants appear to have a brilliant plan with their lottery, but I have a much simpler way of winning the people to help me fight the ants.

Step 1: Find your cousin.
Step 2: Put your cousin in the cannon.
Step 3: Find another cousin.

However funny, I can not claim that I wrote it. I stumbled upon this whilst searching for something I can't remember, and thus I can't cite the source, either. Ah, well, another day, another death trap. That's from "Ratchet and Clank 3: Up Your Arsenal" for those of you who don't know your videogame lines. Anyway, to my real plan.

Step 1: The step that preceeds Step 2.
Step 2: The step that is used in combination with Step 3 to prepare for Step 4.
Step 3: The step that usually takes place during or immediatly after Step 2.
Step 4: The step that is changed due to certain circumstances that arose during Steps 1, 2, and 3.
Step 5: The step that follows Step 4.
Step 6: The last step which is ridiculously complicated and should be, in all cases, be reduced to pushing a button labled "Engage."

It's genius, I tell you! Foolproof! Foolius! Genproof! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Anyyaw, here's that contest I was promising ya. As usual, 2 winners posts will be merged with comments intertwined.
Write up the most creative way to get to Mars. Can not exceed 8 sentences...unless it's really good. Those who exceed 8 sentences will be subject to take the course "Self Defense Against Fruits" for 6 months.

Good night, and good luck.

15 Comments:

Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

Still, no one's talking about me, and what-do-you-know, no one's reading this blog!!! you should listen to me more often!I'm not as dumb as you think...

3:27 PM, April 04, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm reading this blog angie, i just haven't had time to update lately. Why are you mad?
right. this was a CONFUSING post. i didn't even read all of it. i'll try again later! ;)

3:40 PM, April 04, 2006

 
Comments Blogger Tim said...

Sure...
I'll email you my contest entry.

4:09 PM, April 04, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

To get to Mars in 8 sentences or less, first you buy a bajillion ESTES rocket engines. Then, you build a rocket ship out of cardboard, tin foil, a scuba tank, some toothpicks, and several dozen gallons of gorilla glue. Strap you bajillion ESTES rocket engines to your rocket ship and blast off. Unfortunately, this setup will only get you to the Moon or therabouts, so you then need to bargan for a ride with the Asgard (Watch out for Goa'uld and the Replicators). One you get to Mars. SG-1 will come through the Stargate at the peak of Olympus Mons. You'll slap yourself repeatedly for being so dumb and doing it the hard way. Colonel O'Neil will then make some funny remark at your stupidity, Major Carter will laugh, Daniel Jackson will give an overly complicated scientific explanation as to why your ship shouldn't have worked, and Teal'c will say "Indeed".

8:10 PM, April 04, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

Le Poisson d'avril is French

8:11 PM, April 04, 2006

 
Comments Blogger Sam Austin said...

The something (poison?) of april.

freak.

3:52 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

It doth taketh one to knoweth one

5:09 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

couldn't u just do 8 REALLLLLY LONG sentences????

5:53 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Blogger Frances said...

Interesting. . .
Is Andrew Tim's brother? Actually. . .I mean is it THAT Andrew? Whoever he is, he's really cool! And funny. Yay for him!
Jeff. . .why are you STILL SICK? Poor you. GET BETTER SOON!

7:02 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Blogger Frances said...

"Random ramblings" is SO MY THING!!!
EWWW! BAD YOU PEOPLE!!!!!!
I still love you though, don't worry!!!!

7:03 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Blogger Maeve said...

I never said anything about the grammatical structure of the sentence. Then again, I never said what would happen if you use grammatically incorrect sentences, either. Take the chance, I say! :-P

7:54 PM, April 05, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

TALK ABOUT ME!!!!!!!!!!

8:33 PM, April 07, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

OH MY GOSH I FINALLY GOT TO THIS COMMENT PAGE (link didn't work, so i had to type in a zillion different things to get here. so i will probably never post a comment again.)
Here's how to get to Mars:
The duck, who is a deformed duck, and is thus wingless, will make a deal with the bartender that, if the said bartender will give him five billion cases of Red Bull, he won’t tell the police that the piano player was shot, because the piano player deserved it, because he had just spilled his beer on the piano, wrecking the sound FOREVER. Billy Joel, who, upon the conclusion that the fact that the microphone smells like beer is not so bad, because Billy Joel likes his beer, has become sedated enough to reach behind the counter and pull out five billion cases of Red Bull, using the unconscious Argentinian as a lever. The unconscious Argentinian, who turns out to be Madonna playing Evita in Evita: The New Version Which Does Not Include Any Songs That Are Catchy, So My Sister Will Stop Singing It, suddenly wakes up as she sees Billy Joel. Suddenly, Billy Joel and the bartender are in a fistfight over who gets to say hi to Madonna first, and as a result of this, Madonna falls back down, again unconscious. The duck, who has been unnoticed all this time, lugs all the Red Bull to the train station (with some difficulty, because of his wingless situation, and the fact that Madonna cannot be used as a lever) and gets on the “A” train to go to Sugar Hill in Harlem, but suddenly, there is a TRAIN CRASH and all the Red Bull, which has been put in very poorly constructed cans, explodes and falls on the duck, practically drowning it in all the wetness, however, like most ducks, this duck can swim. Suddenly, the duck does one of those weird things where it sticks its head beneath the water and all you can see are its tail feathers. Suddenly, the duck sprouts THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS of pairs of wings, because, of course, Red Bull gives you wings, and levitates the train beyond this atmosphere and to MARS, where the duck and all the passengers on the train (who have miraculously not died) point and stare at all the Martians, and a mother scolds her child because he CAN’T SEE the Martians, because he tried to clean his glasses, but did a horrible job, and thus it is left to the mother to clean them AGAIN. So, if these eyewitness humans and this very strange duck come back down to Earth again, then they will say that the train DID INDEED reach Mars.
Yes. I know it's long. But it is completely worth it, as it was practically impossible to access this page.
Based on the fact that Sam is right in that avril means April, I think le poisson d'avril means the fish of April.
It has been good talking to you.

4:57 PM, April 08, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

UPDATE! AND POST THE WINNER!

11:34 AM, April 10, 2006

 
Comments Anonymous Anonymous said...

it may be whomever

9:32 PM, April 10, 2006

 

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