I was just hanging out letting the water bottle drip on my head when good ole dad came tapping ay my cage door.
I said "Hey da what'll it be" And in a hideous robotic voice he replied. "TIME TO HARP IT UP MY SON"
"Well Alright!" I hooted in glee, "I love to harp it up with you."
Sure enough, grasped tightly in his mechanical claw hand was the big black Hohner harp my dad fondly referred to as IRONHEAD.
He then raised IRONHEAD to his monstrous metal jaw and began to harp quite a tune
The music was sorrowful and sweet and brought to mind images of moonlit pools and enchanted groves were wisps and pixies and all manner of fae creatures made merry songs that filled the night air.
Ahhhh so nice.
Then he threw down the harp, switched from claw hand to machine gun hand and started to shoot holes in the wall while making electronic warbling noises, spinning his head around and snapping maniacally at the air with his steel jaw.
I started to squeal and run around in circles and squeal some more. Then everything degenerated into debauched display of maddening confusion and horror.
Thanks for another great holiday dad. Thank you so friggen much
I said "Hey da what'll it be" And in a hideous robotic voice he replied. "TIME TO HARP IT UP MY SON"
"Well Alright!" I hooted in glee, "I love to harp it up with you."
Sure enough, grasped tightly in his mechanical claw hand was the big black Hohner harp my dad fondly referred to as IRONHEAD.
He then raised IRONHEAD to his monstrous metal jaw and began to harp quite a tune
The music was sorrowful and sweet and brought to mind images of moonlit pools and enchanted groves were wisps and pixies and all manner of fae creatures made merry songs that filled the night air.
Ahhhh so nice.
Then he threw down the harp, switched from claw hand to machine gun hand and started to shoot holes in the wall while making electronic warbling noises, spinning his head around and snapping maniacally at the air with his steel jaw.
I started to squeal and run around in circles and squeal some more. Then everything degenerated into debauched display of maddening confusion and horror.
Thanks for another great holiday dad. Thank you so friggen much
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please don't be mad at me for my ignorance and attack me with all your rodent friends. you guys have big teeth.
and i must say, i can see where you got your looks from. what a strikingly handsome father you've got there.