"Santa" was surrounded by wheezing pneumatic minions like this one:
Justifiably horrified, I sated myself with pizza and proceeded to hallucinate an alien encounter which, amazingly, the ubiquitous "Elizabeth" managed to capture with her digital camera.
I'm only grateful the saucer-pilot wasn't the notorious Zorgrot . . .
The pneumatic minion bears a startling resemblance to quite a few of my co-workers. Eeek.
ReplyDeleteBTW, J says hi.
Maybe instead of recalling seeing their mother's faces astigmatically, experiencers are really recounting traumatic close encounters with the Santavolk as small children?
ReplyDeleteCarol--
ReplyDeleteMaybe instead of recalling seeing their mother's faces astigmatically, experiencers are really recounting traumatic close encounters with the Santavolk as small children?
Sounds like a winner. Notify CSICOP.
WMB--
ReplyDeleteYou eat pizza with a FORK?
Actually, no. But I thought a picture of just the pizza would be too boring. (Plus, the pizza was dripping with grease and I was hoping the indentation made by the tines would show this.)
The pneumatic minion bears a startling resemblance to quite a few of my co-workers.
ReplyDeleteTry turning up the thermostat...
Thats a daaaaamm big pizza Mac!
ReplyDeleteIt's actually two pieces. I only had one ... then went back for another!
But yes, the US is Fatland. Which is why I stick to a fairly minimal vegetarian diet.
Weevee: ximguc (A nasty residue left by xims.)
"Mac said...
ReplyDeleteThe pneumatic minion bears a startling resemblance to quite a few of my co-workers.
Try turning up the thermostat..."
Oh, ask Elizabeth. She's heard a fair bit about the drones I work with.
That's a lot of pizza. Where did you put it all?