The Boy texted me this picture yesterday. (Please focus on ET, and not the state of the foundation of our house.) He wrote, "Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick. Don't you know that a burrow ET lives in the ground."
Hilarious! But as a bigger Stuart fan (or at least someone who has sang it enough times to be able to quote it slightly more accurately), I knew we could do better. Here is how it played out on FB:
Grumples: Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! The burrow ET lives in a hole, in the ground! Why the hell do you think it's called a burrow ET anyway!
The Boy: You know what, ET? I like you!
Grumples: You're not like the other tortoises...here...in the trailer park.
Fink-Nottle: They found his shell over by the snow-cone concession!
I'm particularly pleased with Fink-Nottle's. That ET, he was a daredevil, just like his old lady! When ET visited with CSP on Tuesday, I'm pretty sure they discussed the big underground homosexual population of Des Moines, Iowa. They both know all about those damn queers, and the landing strip they are building for gay Martians.
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