Once More with Feeling ....

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What?

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What Ernie?

BBBBBuuuuuddddddd!!!!

Would you shut up!

You don’t have to be mean about it. All I was doing was calling your name.

I was having a wonderful evening until I was interrupted.

By who?

You.

A flock of sheep interrupted you?

No, you – y o u.

It’s okay Bud, you don’t have to spell in front of me.

Maybe I should spell behind you.

B e h i n d

Stop that!

What were you doing Bud?

Sun worshipping with Cindy Crawford.

Wow, sounds like you were having more fun than I was.

What were you doing?

Visiting Paris Hilton’s head.

Why?

I wanted to be alone.

That would do it.

I think I have the swine flu.

Good grief, what makes you think that?

I’ve been oinking.

That’s not swine flu.

It isn’t?

No, it isn’t.

Then why do I keep rolling around in the mud?

I’ve been asking myself that for a long time.

Well?

Well what?

Did you ever answer yourself?

There is no answer, it just …. is.

Some things are like that.

Some things are better off left alone.

Yeah, like worm pudding.

Definitely worm pudding.

Especially when it’s a day old.

Where did you get worm pudding?

I made it.

Why?

‘Cuz I had to do something with all of those worms I found in the mud.

Of course you did, why do I even ask.

‘Cuz you’re looking for intelligent answers?

Obviously I’ve been asking the wrong person, or should I say voice.

You get what you pay for.

Like I said ….