January 31st, 2008
Instant duo
A joke at the expense of former UN legend Kofi Annan and lovable 80s TV star Mr T…
Seriously though, what a beverage-sounding team they would make.
I’m thinking of pimping it as one of those prime-time comedy-drama shows, perhaps along the lines of the abysmal Rosemary and Thyme.
The duo would visit countries in need and then knock up some sort of machine in a garage to sort the place out.
The theme tune will be brilliant.
I’m hoping to draft in some more drinks-based characters as cameos… but I’m struggling to find any more.
Suggestions please.
“Be some body, or drink somebody’s tea!”
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Holly Beery.
I know Beery Holly… she wouldn’t be too amused by me calling her that, but there you go.
Oh, how about Francesco Coco, the Italian football player? Kofi, T, Beer, Coco!
I was about to make some crack about serving them all hot, but hot beer’s only good on Gethen.
Massive amount of geek points, there.
Gethen or not, up here in the north, we prefer our alcoholic beverages lukewarm.
There’s an “Irish” pub in Vermont called the Inn at the Long Trail, right where the long Trail (which runs the length of Vermont, north to south) and the Appalachian Trail (which is the same as the Long Trail in southern Vermont, but splits and goes East into New Hampshire at about half way up the state) diverge. Its major selling point as a pub is that they “serve Guinness on tap, at the proper temperature.” Which they did, actually — lukewarm — first time I’d ever had it not chilled to death, and it was definately tastier that way.
What they don’t tell you about long distance hiking is that as your body weight and body fat percentage plummet, so does your alcohol tolerance. One pint, and I was thoroughly sozzled. By the end of my second pint, I was buying rounds for the band, I think. I don’t actually remember that clearly. At midnight we stumbled out, hiked what seemed like a mile, but was actually a lot less, and pitched tent in the dark, drunk off our arses. In the morning, we awoke to find that we’d pitched tent, and slept, on top of a young tree. One of my better trail memories. *whistles*
Roo, it definitely sounds as if someone
slipped you a roofie at that pub.
If anyone prefers their beverages chilled, you might have to bring along Ice Cube.
And then there’s also Ice T, the rapper-turned-actor. I’d make some crack about putting Ice Cubes in your Ice T, but it wouldn’t be pretty, so I’ll refrain.
While we’re on rappers, can you go to a coffee shop and order a Vanilla Ice?
How can we make this show happen? Quick, somebody make some calls!
It’s on the slate, right after we finish filming ‘celebrity death island’.
I don’t know about drinks, but back at my alma mater we had a biology professor named Henry E. Mann and a chemistry professor named Julian Dust. We always said that the two of them should form a wrestling tag team- H.E. Mann and Doctor Dust, the BioChem Connection.
You see, it’s things like that which almost make me believe in a god of some sort.
I laffed.
This comic reminded me of those biblical pics that people put words balloons on that say things like “LOL” …”BRB”.
If he was feeling a little crook, would he be green T?
Thanks for the permission to post the comic – you can view it at my site now.