When the Moon Hits Your Eye Like Ominous Questions…

November 14th, 2008

How’s it going, folks? We took a brief siesta after the debacle that was Halloween weekend. I really don’t understand why we can’t just one outing that doesn’t end in arrest/fire/adoption. Anyways, we’re back on the scene, this time with a question that would have been awesome if it were answered in a timely fashion:

Dear Ominous Knifers,
 
       Hi, thanks for taking my question–ltr, ftw.  Hope things are well for you; everything is chilly on this end, but otherwise okay.  You’re not here for the pleasantries, though, so lets get on with the questions.
 
1)  What do you do for Halloween?  I had a Jack O’ Lantern, but it rotted well-nigh a week ago.  I guess I jumped the gun.
 
2)  Speaking of things with vowels and apostrophes, do you have any good recipes for Cock A’ Leekie?
 
3)  In honor of the Phillies’ victory, if you were baseball team, what would your ERA be?
 
4)  Come up with a question for this answer: Because hamster can’t juggle or Vlad the Impaler said so.  Otherwise the interesting part is that spelt wasn’t indigenous to the region after all.
 
Keep up the great, well, keep it up,
 
      Adam

Calvin: Hooray for segmented questions! What do the acronyms stand for?

Victor: Step aside, old man. Today’s hip internet lingo is too difficult for your elderly brain to comprehend. It obviously means, “Leno Talks Ridiculous, Fax The Wookiee”. I don’t know how you could have missed that.

Warren: Two things, Vic. One, you’re only three years younger than Calvin, and two, those letters stand for “Look To Rehoboth, Fight Titanium Wrens”. It’s obviously some sort of code.

Walt: Yeah, I think the code is, “how long can I get these dummies to talk about letters before they answer questions?” Anyways, I was a solar flare for Halloween. If anyone looked directly at me, I’d break all their electronic equipment and then blind them.

Mick: I was originally supposed to be a zebra, but everyone kept guessing that I was the Doppler Effect.

Calvin: I went as Mecha-Shaft.

Victor: I was the spirit of George Lucas. Anytime someone had a good idea I’d suggest numerous revisions, rewrites, and re-imaginings until the original idea was lost in a sea of stereotypical accents and lost Mayan artifacts.

Warren: I went as the GDP of Astoria, which is essentially bales of hay and shoddily-made M.A.S.H. figurines.

Calvin: What a glorious culture. On to questions two.

 My favorite Cock A’ Leekie recipe is two pounds of skinless, boneless chicken diced into half-inch pieces, half a cup of fresh leeks, 3/4 clove of garlic and two tablespoons of salt, all stewed for 30 minutes in a chicken-based broth.

 

 Walt: And we’re moving on. If I were a baseball team, my era would be “Medieval”.

Victor: Definitely “1950’s, post-apocalypse”.

Mick: I don’t think that’s what he meant by–

Calvin: my era would probably be Tokugawa Shogunate Japan. Oh, the swords I could buy!

Warren: When was child labor criminalized? About an era before that.

Victor: You can’t see this Adam, but we’re all glaring at Warren. Now let’s get to that final question: Why would the Turks attempt a mountainside invasion of Wallachia, knowing that the Romanian army was particularly adept at high-altitude, treacherous battle? Alternatively, why do we, as an English-speaking society, continue to abide two different spellings of one concept? Include geographic limitations in your answer.

 

Well, it looks like we may have bit off more Cock A’ Leekie than we could chew, this week! Come back next week, or maybe later because we’re lazy!

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One Response to “When the Moon Hits Your Eye Like Ominous Questions…”

  1. the fighting lexicographer. Says:

    hehe, you said leekie

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