[Warning: This post has a creative writing assignment at the end.]
me: Check it – http://vatul.net/
Turkeys.
Aliens.
Turkey aliens.
I call it Space Turkey. [‘Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Pumpkin Pie]
D: ummmm
yeaaaahhh
reminds me of pigs in space
me: PIGS
IN
SPACE
D: I used to have that poster
me (out loud): PIIIIIIIGS IIIIIIIN SPAAAAA …
D: do you know what comes after pigs fly?
swine flew
me: swine flu!
hahahaahahaaaaaa
that is SO funny
OMG i have to post that to Twitter! And call your dad with it.
D: oy
Now you know the tale behind the site’s new banner. But, the mystery remains: What was she thinking with the new blog banner? Don’t let the SPACE TURKEY (always capitalized – when saying it, say it loud and proud with dramatic pause after SPACE and TURKEY) in the background distract from what’s going on up front. They’re somewhat separate metaphorical tales in my mind. That said, I am not averse to any space opera you come up with using all elements of said diorama. Here is the whole image, click on it to enlarge:
No takers? You guys are weak.
Honey, the problem I have is trying to even decipher the blurry stuff on the face of the earth…unless its some sort of interdimensional fold the turkeys are trying to attempt that is shaking their wishbones all to hell.
I think I’m gonna need to dream some weird dreams on it.
It’s a Native American man (with feather) dining with Puritans. Girl, come back when you’re off your Vicks products.
I can’t believe Suspect Greg didn’t bite. He’s the king of blurry banners and multiple entendres.