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C O L U M N S
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Sampson L. Hartwig Remembers
One day my brother Goose and I had treed a cat. It was barrels of fun, until we heard mom yell from the backporch, 'Kids! Come in and see!'
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F E A T U R E S
Entertainment Police
I’d tell you how I’ve been lately, but since it starts out exactly like that joke about the priest, the rabbi and the midget with the clap, you’d never believe me anyway.
Fortune 500 Cookies
I present to you, the King of throw-away island. Slicing a trench into the past, dogwoods spread their sprays like drifting clouds, the most wasteful member of the tree family.
G A M E S
Let's Promote Raoul Dunkin!
If you have any more suggestions for promotional titles that might bring Raoul Dunkin back on board the commune, let us know!
the commune's Manifestos of Fun
Now we are engaged in a great big tent of marryin', testing whether or not monkeys can swim, or any nation so full of monkeys should buy a swimmin' pool, and so you really have to question the logic of buying that leaf net, and that "Pool Jamz" CD that nobody not already sterile can long endure.
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B r e a k i n g N e w s
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U IGNORANT
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Handimaster 3000
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Now Playing at You're Shittin' Me Theater
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the commune's Quote of the Day
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It's Here!
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