Friday, July 25, 2008

OneEar Is Re-Arisen!

OneEar has re-seized the throne!

Enough Korean cuisine news!
Enough images of California service stations!
In short, enough of DokBok and his puppet regime!

Let's get back to the core beliefs that hold us FU-ing together.
Where is the rhino news?
Where is the Abu Gogo news?
Where is Coco's camera?

And, in the end, where is the
music?

13 comments:

litzi said...

Hi OneEar,
Mission Impossible You wanted music...

Doc Bok said...

Look, you were the one stupid enough to hold a general election. hasn't Robert Mugabi taught you anything?

And, how dare you reseize the thrown without asking nicely? Can I at least still do movie reviews? All of this is going to have to be cleared by Bunderwear, of course, as Chancellor Supreme.

And finally, look at that shocking head of hair on Cocoa. Those were the days. I think someone, presumably one of you, stole that sweatshirt from me as I still can't find it all these years later.

And one more thing: Isn't the Abu Goat Goat thing what got you into trouble in the first place?

litzi said...

The film clip is surreal; made me wonder if I’d inadvertently smoked something funny. I assume it’s poignant to you gentlemen…

OneEar said...

The poignantest.

Doc Bok said...

Wait, why did you re-size the thrown? It seemed to be working fine.

litzi said...

Hi OneEar,
Is there a phoenix risingfrom the ashes?

litzi said...

Hi Doc Bok,
How'd you like the earthquake? I hope you're alright...

Doc Bok said...

I'm fine, Litzi. Thanks for asking. That was my first big one, though, like a first date with an NBA player. Amazingly, nothing in my apartment broke, including all of the wine glasses that were drying on my bar. The pictures didn't even fall off the walls.

As an utter wuss, I have no problem admitting that, though I no longer get sea sick or car sick, apparently, I get earthquake sick. Within seconds of the fairly long process, I was ready to projectile vomit. I was also on the ground floor of the freshly opened "earthquake-proof" Ronald Reagan Medical Center at UCLA. Lo and behold, it seems like it actually works as billed. Nothing broke.

I, of course, took maximum advantage of the chaos by stripping my pants off and running around the cafeteria screaming and giggling, waving my arms frantically. I kept saying to everyone, "I'm a doctor!! We're all gonna die!!" over and over again. Which is actually a completely truthful statement, it's just a question of timing.

So, how about that congressional apology for slavery? "Dude. My bad. Sorry"

litzi said...

Hi Doc Bok,
I wondered if yesterdays seismic event was a first for you. I’m a third generation native Californian but still behave like a ninny during an earthquake. It’s not only the initial shake that’s scary but all the aftershocks; you begin to wonder if they’ll ever stop. You must’ve been impressive running around the Ronald Reagan Medical Center cafeteria letting it all hang out! Were the majority of people at UCLA calm about the event? The Loma Prieta earthquake on October 18, 1989 was my last BIG one. Yesterday’s quake reminded me (and I’m sure a lot of Californians) that “it” can happen at any time. I’m glad you’re alright, albeit a bit shaken up. Welcome to California, Doc Bok!!!

The congressional apology for slavery is a conciliatory action that’s too little, too late. “We f**ked up, but hey! No prob, right?”

litzi said...

Hi Doc Bok,
And what a coincidence that congress is apologizing for slavery just prior to Barack Obama probably becoming the first half-black president of the United States!

Doc Bok said...

which half do you suppose is black? I bet his tailor knows.

Litzi said...

Hi Doc Bok,
And his urologist, proctologist and wife….

Litzi said...

Did you gentlemen eat some rotten Kimchee?