Cosmo's Bro
Today's story and sketch "by me" began before dawn, actually it was 4:30 am, I had just started a pot of Chock Full Of Nuts Coffee, opened a banana moon pie, switched the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy console, switched off the auto answering machine recorder, put on the cerebral cortex helmet, and just as I was pouring my coffee, the Man Caves Multidimensional Stargate Portal alarm was signaling someone was about to enter. At that moment of excitement, thinking it could be JB and Rescue Randy returning, after being gone almost three weeks, with not a word where they had been. But sadly in my excitement I poured the hot coffee down the front of my Huggy Bear Man Cave Pajamas, luckily the thick luxurious fur soaked up the coffee before it reached my junk. Sadly the excitement was short lived, out of the stargate in a steamy fog was a Beaked Being I had met at Cosmos Surprise Birthday Bash at the "FTSATEOTG" Fish Taco Shop At The End Of The Galaxy last year. It was Cosmos cousin Bro, looking for Randy or JB or whoever was in charge of the Hiring and firing, Bro wanted a job helping to save the Galaxy from evil doers, and that he had his own dimension jumping Adirondack Lounge, I of course hired him on the spot being short handed because of the NAVO Virus infection overtaking navigation systems causing an epidemic of crashed spacecraft. An hour ago I gave Bro a quick overview of the Man Caves protocols and security precautions, and an official JB deputy badge, personal laser weapons, and you see him on his first mission at the crash site of a Kertangian Spacecraft registered to a very large Kertangian named Grunter, who does not seem to be anywhere in site, until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.
Cosmo's Bro
Today's story and sketch "by me" began before dawn, actually it was 4:30 am, I had just started a pot of Chock Full Of Nuts Coffee, opened a banana moon pie, switched the "MCPPOTG" Man Cave Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy console, switched off the auto answering machine recorder, put on the cerebral cortex helmet, and just as I was pouring my coffee, the Man Caves Multidimensional Stargate Portal alarm was signaling someone was about to enter. At that moment of excitement, thinking it could be JB and Rescue Randy returning, after being gone almost three weeks, with not a word where they had been. But sadly in my excitement I poured the hot coffee down the front of my Huggy Bear Man Cave Pajamas, luckily the thick luxurious fur soaked up the coffee before it reached my junk. Sadly the excitement was short lived, out of the stargate in a steamy fog was a Beaked Being I had met at Cosmos Surprise Birthday Bash at the "FTSATEOTG" Fish Taco Shop At The End Of The Galaxy last year. It was Cosmos cousin Bro, looking for Randy or JB or whoever was in charge of the Hiring and firing, Bro wanted a job helping to save the Galaxy from evil doers, and that he had his own dimension jumping Adirondack Lounge, I of course hired him on the spot being short handed because of the NAVO Virus infection overtaking navigation systems causing an epidemic of crashed spacecraft. An hour ago I gave Bro a quick overview of the Man Caves protocols and security precautions, and an official JB deputy badge, personal laser weapons, and you see him on his first mission at the crash site of a Kertangian Spacecraft registered to a very large Kertangian named Grunter, who does not seem to be anywhere in site, until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.