Wednesday, March 18, 2009
PINCH me!
How annoying is this? I was going to post a Snarf video today, but my Flash player is non-Flashy today. Slayer's work requires the use of Ancient Mummyflash Player, so he tried installing that but still couldn't get into his employee website. And then I tried to get on YouTube, which requires New Ninja Roboflash Player (it's quick! it's stealthy! it slices and dices, and you get a free Shamwow! with every purchase!). And now YouTube won't work either.
Fergin murphin hummanna hummanna.
That's what I sound like when I swear under my breath.
So I guess you'll have to deal with a little randomness from me today, because it's all I've got.
I think I mentioned that I went back to martial arts training a while back. I do have my green belt, which is no mean feat, but then I took about a million years off to have kids and silly things like that. So for numerous reasons, I decided to go back and do a little review session, since they were working on some of the basic self-defense type things.
Only one problem. I have a snazzy gi to wear to training, and I couldn't find the pants. Which pretty much begs for a story, doesn't it? I'm the pantsless ninja! PINCH me!
Ahem. Maybe not. But the pantsless ninja bit could be really funny. I think I sense another graphic novel idea coming along. Sruble made the mistake of saying that she can teach me to draw. She will rue the day. I can't even draw a crooked line, much less a straight one.
But now that I'm thinking about it, the pantsless ninja needs a little more background. Like why is he pantsless? Was he depantsed by the other ninja in a dojo hazing prank? Were his pants ripped off in a clandestine infiltration into enemy territory? DID ALIENS BEAM UP HIS PANTS?
Because everyone knows that aliens and ninja don't get along. They have a serious lawn flamingo territory war going on.
Okay. This is getting sillier and sillier. I'd better stop before I implode. Or snarf my lungs out my nose. Something bad.
But at least I've still got my pants.
Fergin murphin hummanna hummanna.
That's what I sound like when I swear under my breath.
So I guess you'll have to deal with a little randomness from me today, because it's all I've got.
I think I mentioned that I went back to martial arts training a while back. I do have my green belt, which is no mean feat, but then I took about a million years off to have kids and silly things like that. So for numerous reasons, I decided to go back and do a little review session, since they were working on some of the basic self-defense type things.
Only one problem. I have a snazzy gi to wear to training, and I couldn't find the pants. Which pretty much begs for a story, doesn't it? I'm the pantsless ninja! PINCH me!
Ahem. Maybe not. But the pantsless ninja bit could be really funny. I think I sense another graphic novel idea coming along. Sruble made the mistake of saying that she can teach me to draw. She will rue the day. I can't even draw a crooked line, much less a straight one.
But now that I'm thinking about it, the pantsless ninja needs a little more background. Like why is he pantsless? Was he depantsed by the other ninja in a dojo hazing prank? Were his pants ripped off in a clandestine infiltration into enemy territory? DID ALIENS BEAM UP HIS PANTS?
Because everyone knows that aliens and ninja don't get along. They have a serious lawn flamingo territory war going on.
Okay. This is getting sillier and sillier. I'd better stop before I implode. Or snarf my lungs out my nose. Something bad.
But at least I've still got my pants.
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19 comments:
Wait! I thought you didn't have your pants!
There is a story in there. I just know it.
i have a yellow belt :)
What the heck would the aliens want his pants for???? Maybe they have a shortage, hehe. :)
Those dojo hazing pranks can get pretty hardcore. There was this one time a kid brought paralyzing poison...and snuck into the bathroom...let's say sensei wasn't happy.
Still have your pants...for NOW...
you are officially on our radars
all yours pants are belong to us
Maybe enemies attacked and there was no time to put on his pants before he had to unleash some ninja action on them.
Or maybe his pants were washed with a new red shirt and are now an embarrassing shade of pink.
I just used my speed reading "skills" and do I understand correctly -- the aliens are all panting....?
Kelly: I don't. Rather, I have them here somewhere, but I'm not exactly sure where. They're stealth pants.
Jamie: Somewhere. If you dig deep. Very deep.
Shelli: See, my school does three belts: white, green, black. We don't have snazzy yellow belts. I'm envious.
Glamis: What do aliens want anything for? Have you heard about all the probing? I mean, really, who would want to do THAT? After THAT, a little pant pilfery seems normal.
Natalie: You need to read the Ninja Burger Employee Handbook. If you haven't already.
Kiersten: I'm sorry; did you just threaten my pants?
Aliens: Okay, I don't know who you are, but I laughed so hard that I started crying. I particularly like your profile. Pants pilferer.
Tara: Actually, kunoichi (female ninja) get to wear pretty purple gis with red belts. So you're not too far off there. ;)
Jim: If they're panting over my pants, I don't want to know.
You are the pinch-my-pantsless-butt ninja? Hey if you wear a yellow belt hanging low it will look like you are peeing. Yes I am so juvenile!
I just had to come back and comment that I swear to GOD!!!! My last comment was "ASPRO" How funny is that?
Maybe the dryer ate them? Like the myster of the disappearing sock?
I think it needs to be more exciting than that. Stick with the aliens.
Re: The Aliens.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! hummanna hummanna
I know you're gonna disagree with me on this, but aliens would totally win in a fight.
I think you're missing the important part of the story: someone need to tell it from the pants perspective.
"Actually, kunoichi (female ninja) get to wear pretty purple gis with red belts..."
Do these kunoichi get to wear a red hat when they get old and join the red hat society with their purple gis and red belts? grin...I've heard when you get to be red hat society age, they don't care if you have your pants or not...grin...
Pants are over-rated ; )
A green belt. Girl, you are DANGEROUS. Now I know who to call...Car Rie.
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