Rubber wetsuits. Knee-high boots. Nuclear-powered clockwork cucumbers. Dressing up as Pingu whilst reading out loud from the works of Dan Brown. What floats your boat? Or what fetishes have you encountered? Suggestion via crackhouseceilidhband.
(, Thu 22 Oct 2009, 13:25)
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A long time ago I was a genie in a galaxy far, far away. One day my lamp got picked up by some bloke called Jango*, so off we went with the standard three wishes deal. Firstly he wanted a jetpack, and lo, he got one. Happy as Larry he was, zooming about.
Then, slightly worryingly, he wanted an army. A bit megalomaniacal, but your-wish-is-my-command, so lo, an army he had. Damned if I know what he wanted it for, never mind.
Finally, he wanted a son, to follow in his footsteps, or something. So, lo, a son he had. He gave him some bloody stupid name, Bubba or something.
And those were the three Jango Fett-wishes.
That doesn't quite work does it? Oh well.
*It may not be spelt like that, but I can't be arsed to look it up. And yes, I could have looked it up in the time it took me to write this footnote, but fuck you.
(, Sat 24 Oct 2009, 12:55, 1 reply)
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