Dear all,
I'm doing fine in Paris, and the cafes here have really helped my blogging a lot. Next time you see me I will no longer cry for milk. Instead I will cry for coffee, borsch and baguette, which are wonderful here. Talk to you later, and Happy New Year too!
Love,
Daryl from (Cafe) Paris
It's all about Max, Max and more Max (and Irene, Daryl, Dana and Creamy as well).
Monday, December 31, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Bringing down a Giraffe 101
Today I'll show you how to bring down a giraffe.
When you run into a giraffe, don't panic. Try not to stare straight into its eyes and act as if you are shy.
Then grab its neck with your right hand and slam it onto the ground, knocking it unconscious.
To make it absolutely sure, try stepping onto its head so that it won't suddenly jump up and overpower you.
Once it's lying on the ground, you may poke its eyes with your right hand, and check on its pulse with your left.
Done! Next week: Bringing down Goliath 101.
(Disclaimer: Don't worry, we are animal lovers too. No animal was harmed in the process.)
When you run into a giraffe, don't panic. Try not to stare straight into its eyes and act as if you are shy.
Then grab its neck with your right hand and slam it onto the ground, knocking it unconscious.
To make it absolutely sure, try stepping onto its head so that it won't suddenly jump up and overpower you.
Once it's lying on the ground, you may poke its eyes with your right hand, and check on its pulse with your left.
Done! Next week: Bringing down Goliath 101.
(Disclaimer: Don't worry, we are animal lovers too. No animal was harmed in the process.)
Thursday, December 27, 2007
How Not to Propose to Someone (Whoever She is)
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Mars Attack
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Daryl the Santa
"Welcome to my home, kids. Good morning!"
"Thanks for waking me up. It's not early, so I'd better call and wake up my deer. They had a wild party last night and I'm not sure they are home yet."
"First things first, some push-ups for me. You know, the presents are quite heavy. I'm quite old and I don't want to injure myself. And frankly, I don't know to whom I should claim damages if injure myself at work ..."
"Okay, fatso, I think you need a chair. Merry X'mas!"
"Whew, what a day. It's time to tuck in. Happy eating!"
"Thanks for waking me up. It's not early, so I'd better call and wake up my deer. They had a wild party last night and I'm not sure they are home yet."
"First things first, some push-ups for me. You know, the presents are quite heavy. I'm quite old and I don't want to injure myself. And frankly, I don't know to whom I should claim damages if injure myself at work ..."
"Okay, fatso, I think you need a chair. Merry X'mas!"
"Whew, what a day. It's time to tuck in. Happy eating!"
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Nine to Five
"Good, a new briefcase for me. I don't like the colour though. Why don't you get a pink one for me? At least it matches my shirt."
"Hey taxi!"
"Chumps, we need to maximise our profits and, well, it's 4:30 and let's call it a day."
"There is no better place than this club. I can have all the food and beverages I want, and all I have to do is to sit down and then someone will feed me!"
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ..."
"Hey taxi!"
"Chumps, we need to maximise our profits and, well, it's 4:30 and let's call it a day."
"There is no better place than this club. I can have all the food and beverages I want, and all I have to do is to sit down and then someone will feed me!"
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ..."
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