Red Mr. Peanut Bank We're back!
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank You're right, Gallito Mescalito; it IS a bit cramped in there.
Mr. Chompy's Chewed-up Squeaky Kitty Toy Whoa! Look whut da pruvoibial cat draggeded in!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Hello, everyone!
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek!
Mighty Moose of Vermont How was your trip?
Miss Egyptian Hippo of Love Did you meet Miss Bebé? That's all I care about!
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek! ¡¡SHRIIEEKK!!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Well, the trip was fine, and, yes, we did meet her. Let me tell you the tale!
Harp arpeggios while everything goes all swirly 'n stuff!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Our first encounter was at a restaurant. Gallito and I were sitting quietly in Padre's briefcase when it suddenly opened and we were placed on the table for the amusement of those gathered at table. Miss Bebé grabbed me immediately and used me as a percussive device.
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Gallito Mescalito had a drink while I was being mauled.
Red Mr. Peanut Bank But then it was Gallito's turn!
Gallito Mescalito ¡SHRRRIIIEEEKK!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank His ankles were weakened in this encounter, you know!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Fortunately, people kept an eye on us and Padre put us away when Miss Bebé became too exuberant in our encounter. She was unhappy when we were put away, yet we were relieved. She was so mad she put on her hat!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank The next time we came out of the case, we were at the home of Miss Bebé, but she was sleeping, so we wandered about in safety.
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank That's right. We became separated for a bit, and I had My Special Encounter With The Girls Of Doom.
Singing (To the tune of "Mame"):
You coax the doom right out of the Goth, Bank
You charm the black right off of our cloth, Bank
You've got the synths a hummin',
and moanin' like they're beating on some man,
The whole Role Playing Group is funnin'
Since Peanut Bank returned to Berkeley land!
You make us dolls less scary, ya know? Bank
You spark our unhealthy, unnatural glow, Bank
Who ever thought a Red Peanut
Bank would give us all something to do?
We almost look alive again
You make us feel revived again
Will you be coming back again?
BAAAAANNNKKKK!!!!!
Gallito Mescalito met a well-armed, friendly, yet terrifying Teddy Bear
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Then, we found each other again. We continued with our exploration, when, all of the sudden, we met her standing in the Living Room
Gallito Mescalito ¡SHRRRIIIEEEKK!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank We tried to talk with her, reason with her, but all she would say was "kitty!"
Gallito Mescalito ¿Shriek?
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Oh, that's right. All she would say was "Gibita me!"
Gallito Mescalito ¡SHRRRIIIEEEKK!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank That's right. A Super My Little Pony, tried to save us, but failed!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank We made a break for it!!
Gallito Mescalito ¡SHRRRIIIEEEKK!
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek, shriek shriek-shriek shriek!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank We ran and hid amongst from friendly robots.
Strangely enough, they had been cars mere moments before!
Gallito Mescalito ¡Shriek!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank While I was standing still, pretending to be a robot,
I heard a cry!
Tara's Gothy Doll, With Arm Outstretched Oh, Red Mr. Peanut Bank! Your dancing and singing has touched my heart. I love you! I've never loved anyone but you!!!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank I had to leave her as I am Not That Kind Of Guy! Also, Miss Bebé was still on the prowl and my focus was on our escape!
Everybody Gee! THEN what happened??
Red Mr. Peanut Bank Oh, Padre picked us up and put us in his briefcase and now we're here. Hey, did you know we also met Gallito Mescalito's Identical Twin Cousin, Mescaline Rooster?
Everybody Big Deal!
Music Mwah mwah mwah mwaaaahh!
Padre Mickey's Dance Party Gives Special Thanks to Tara and Chris and All Their Strange Toys!
7 comments:
I was a witness to everything in the restaurant, and all of it was true. Given the Padre's spotless reputation, all right thinking readers will realize everything we have seen here is true!
IT'S ALL TRUE!
I'm sorry Red Mr. Peanut Bank did not choose the love of the strange girl he met in Berkeley, but he is wise enough to know that long distance relationships are very hard to maintain.
And I repeat, IT'S ALL TRUE!
Mr. Red Peanut Bank is wise indeed and I am sure I speak for many fans when I say we never doubted that he is Not That Kind of Guy. Virtue intact he returns to Panamá.
Now, personally, I have been fond of a number of strange girls in Berkeley though few have been Goths and most were hanging around on Holy Hill, one of the world's vortices of Strange.
Man, who knew California was such a perilous place! Congrats to our heroes for successfully negotiating the dangers of this exotic region, making such close and detailed observations of the local scene and bringing back this gripping first-person field report.
Miss Bebé is once again adorable. I believe she will grow up to be a FORCE. She may already be a FORCE.
I love the Girls of Doom dolls. Red Mr. Peanut Bank, what kind of guy are you, that you can resist the charm of Gothy Doll?
I laughed outloud! Tia Sue
That is one too-cute-for-words chile... Yes indeedy she is.
This also is one of the very best ever Friday posts. Mr. Peanut will never be the same.
Hee!!!
Tara and Chris have weirder toys than you, Padre!
The boys are going to find Miss Hippopotamus of Love to be rather pedestrian now.
You need a new voodoo toy or sumtin'.
The granchile is such a CUTIE. Luf her.
And afterall, Matty has assured us THIS IS ALL TRUE.
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