Joy to the world
Santas dead
We barbecued his head
What happened to his body?
We flushed it down with some potties
We feed the rest to dogs, we fed the rest to dogs
Oh yeah I’m hot baby
Joy to the world
Santas dead
We barbecued his head
What happened to his body?
We flushed it down with some potties
We feed the rest to dogs, we fed the rest to dogs
Oh yeah I’m hot baby
June 1, 1999
Today I went to Office Depot and bought a notebook. It was a pretty good price, if I do say so myself. A colleague of mine had suggested I get a college-ruled notebook this time, as the wide-ruled paper I had been getting over the years did not allow for sufficient explanation of scientific principles, and often I would take fifteen notebooks explaining one concept and I would get confused in the order or lose whole notebooks at any given time. Somehow I don’t think the college-ruled notebook will help me act smarter but given that Dr. Sandra DeBaer also had suggested the good idea of using paper towels instead of my hand to clean things in my house, maybe this will work better too.
June 18, 1999
My research team, Braduly Research Team, has set up a lab and funding for our next experiment. We have located ourselves to the outskirts of a marina in Long Beach, CA to prepare for excursions out into the ocean. I have selected a team of brave volunteers to deep sea dive into the treacherous depths of Long Beach to accomplish our research goal.
June 19, 1999
Today I brought in three starfish to experiment on. Part of the lofty goal we have chosen to explore will require us to test the electrical resistance of starfish and other sea-life we might encounter during our deep sea dive. Documenting our tests before the first dive will prove to be useful as we will make sure to not be surprised about exploding sea animals.
June 24, 1999
It has been five days since we barbecued starfish. We decided to eat the starfish but they didn’t sit very well with our stomachs and we have been feeling sick for the past five days. We should have just stuck with the Brazilian restaurant down the street. They might take forever to make their food but at least we won’t feel like more starfish are growing in our stomach.
June 30, 1999
The second stage of our pre-dive experiments has been successful. We have acquired thermal shielding for our deep sea scuba gear and are retrofitting our underwater vehicles. We must now plan for the contingency of releasing something we may not want to release. We will be experimenting with the torpedo systems in case any unforeseen terrors arise from beneath the Earth’s crust.
July 4, 1999
Today is July 4th, Independence Day. The beach has been overrun by patriots and their silly showings of nationalism. Nationalism is bad for countries; don’t they know what they are doing to their own country? We are all at base right now waiting for the escapades to end. We watch the silly explosions of chemicals on television, adding to the already existing pollution in our air. They celebrate the birth of a nation by killing the world it is on! It is quite hilarious, really.
July 5, 1999
We have spent the better part of the day re-establishing our communications array that was knocked askew by a rogue firework. I had to call AT&T to come out and look at it, and they said next time they come out they would have to charge us forty dollars because we have equipment attached to our communications systems that we didn’t purchased from them. How does that even make sense? Do they expect us to not use the communications systems that we pay for because we are using computers that aren’t made by them for a problem that isn’t even something that I had control over? Who do they think they are? Our dial-up modems download at five kilobytes a second — it might be fast but we can’t afford to waste any more time than is necessary.
I’ve been a paying customer for 3 years and pay 150 dollars for our phone lines each month. The funding for this experiment will run dry if there are too many more delays.
July 23, 1999
I have just got back from our funding meeting with Hersher & Globula, a multinational candy-making company. Those goobers think they can just cut off my funding with no explanation when I ask for more operatives to take over the marina. Well I got news for them! I am so close to the discovery of what lies beneath the Long Beach Seaquarium, that I will find volunteers to help me – FOR FREE.
July 26, 1999
I’ve posted bulletins up on telephone polls for operatives to help me discover what lies beneath the crust of the Earth. The response has been surprisingly overwhelming and I now have over three hundred volunteers equipped with their own gear and weaponry to put my experiment into motion. The Landrill has completed its final tests and is now ready to begin digging in the whale tank of the Long Beach Seaquarium.
August 12, 1999
It is the first day we have full control of the Long Beach Seaquarium. After we threw out all the marina employees and released the animals into the ocean, we activated the Landrill to begin its long trek into the crust. The 345 security operatives have full control of the marina at this very moment and we are keeping the administration of the marina locked in their offices. They are allowed to resume their daily duties, as we require food to be imported. We may get sick of eating fish that was meant for dolphins and whales, but I do not plan on waiting long for our goal to be accomplished.
August 14, 1999
There have been three incursions to our sanctity by the local law enforcement. Two by land, one by sea. All I will say is that it was a good thing we brought torpedoes. Due to our preparation and strategic location, we have very limited casualties and work on the Landrill goes swimmingly (pun intended).
August 17, 1999
The police chief has agreed to send us daily regiments of pizza to feed my army in exchange for one prisoner. I believe this is a fair trade off, considering this one prisoner is so ridiculously illogical and talks about how she believes in God. Honestly, how can you be a scientist and still believe in that good-for-nothing loser? He is a rapist and a terrorist, and he’s probably guilty of murder.
August 20, 1999
Our quest to find what lies beneath the Earth’s crust is nearly through! We have finally almost hit the edge of the crust with the Landrill. We must be careful now, as the chocolate that lies beneath the Earth’s crust must be cultivated and sold to candy makers at high prices! This will be the biggest discovery mankind has known since I proved that clouds are made of cotton candy!
August 22, 1999
As I write this, I felt it was important to note what evil I have unleashed upon this Earth. There are DEMON CHOCOLATE BUNNIES UNDERNEATH THE MARINA! They have dismembered fifteen of my operatives and our bullets and electricity guns do not harm them. They slowly advance out of the hole created by the Landrill. We are in a pincer attack situation, with Demon Chocolate Bunnies coming from within our position and police advancing from the outside. This situation is hopeless, but when the police discover what is happening, I will be who has the last laugh.
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“Recently I was honored to be selected as an Outstanding Famous Celebrity in Texas, to be a judge at a chili cook-off because no one else wanted to do it. Also the original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge’s table asking directions to the beer wagon when the call came. I was assured by the other two judges that the chili wouldn’t be all that spicy, and besides they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted this as being one of those burdens you endure when you’re an internet writer and therefore know and adored by all.”
Here are the scorecards from the event:
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Chili # 1: Mike’s Maniac Mobster Monster Chili
JUDGE ONE: A little too heavy on tomato. Amusing kick.
JUDGE TWO: Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
CAMERON: Holy smokes, what is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway with it. Took me two beers to put the flames out. Hope that’s the worst one. These people are crazy.
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Chili # 2: Arthur’s Afterburner Chili
JUDGE ONE: Smoky (barbecue?) with a hint of pork. Slight Jalapeno tang.
JUDGE TWO: Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
CAMERON: Keep this out of reach of children! I’m not sure what I am supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people
who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. Shoved my way to the front of the beer line. The barmaid looks like a professional wrestler after a bad night. She was so irritated over my gagging sounds that the snake tattoo under her eye started to twitch. She has arms like Popeye and a face like Winston Churchill. I will NOT pick a fight with her.
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Chili # 3: Fred’s Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili
JUDGE ONE: Excellent firehouse chili! Great kick. Needs more beans.
JUDGE TWO: A beanless chili, a bit salty, good use of red peppers.
CAMERON: This has got to be a joke. Call the EPA, I’ve located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been sneezing Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now and got out of my way so I could make it to the beer wagon. Barmaid pounded me on the back; now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. She said her friends call her “Sally.” Probably behind her back they call her “Forklift.”
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Chili # 4: Bubba’s Black Magic
JUDGE ONE: Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
JUDGE TWO: Hint of lime in the black beans Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
CAMERON: I felt something scraping across my tongue but was unable to taste it. Sally was standing behind me with fresh refills so I wouldn’t have to dash over to see her. When she winked at me her snake sort of coiled and uncoiled… it’s kinda cute.
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Chili # 5: Linda’s Legal Lip Remover
JUDGE ONE: Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
JUDGE TWO: Chili using shredded beef; could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
CAMERON: My ears are ringing and I can no longer focus my eyes. I belched and four people in front of me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed hurt when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue by pouring beer directly on it from a pitcher. Sort of irritates me that one of the other judges asked me to stop screaming.
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Chili # 6: Vera’s Very Vegetarian Variety
JUDGE ONE: Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spice and peppers.
JUDGE TWO: The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
CAMERON: My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous flames. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except Sally. I asked if she wants to go dancing later.
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Chili # 7: Susan’s Screaming Sensation Chili
JUDGE ONE: A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
JUDGE TWO: Ho Hum, tastes as if the chef threw in canned peppers at the last moment. I should note that I am worried about Judge number 3, he appears to be in a bit of distress.
CAMERON: You could put a hand grenade in my mouth and pull the pin and I wouldn’t feel it. I’ve lost the sight in one eye and
the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My clothes are covered with chili which slid unnoticed out of my mouth at some point. Good! At autopsy they’ll know what killed me.
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Chili # 8: Helen’s Mount Saint Chili
JUDGE ONE: This final entry is a good, balanced chili, neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge Number 3 fell and pulled the chili pot on top of himself.
JUDGE TWO: A perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili, safe for all, not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
CAMERON: Momma…
– Accelerates at a phenomenal rate.
– Has a much shorter braking distance than the private car.
– Can take speed humps at twice the speed of private cars.
– The battery, radiator water, oil and tires never have to be checked.
– It can be driven up to 60 miles with the oil warning light flashing.
– It needs cleaning less often than private cars.
– The suspension is reinforced to allow for the weekend loads of bricks, concrete slabs and other building material.
– Unusual and alarming engine noises are easily eliminated by turning up the radio.
– It needs no security system and may be left anywhere, unlocked and with the keys in the ignition.
– It is especially sand and waterproof for barbecues and fishing expeditions on remote beaches.
“Kelly must buy hamburger rolls for a barbecue”
– Dr. OldNBald
Q: Why didn’t the duck cross the grill?
A: He didn’t want to be a roast duck.
hillel – v. to make a dog appear in a barbecue magically