Grrr, chain letters. Grrr. Even so, “The Curse of a Thousand Chain Letters” is funny… or, for those of you that still send them out, maybe it’s educational.
{And, no, this is not an open solicitation for you to send me chain letters. In fact, if you do, I’ll send my friends to pay you a visit.}

Here’s your challenge for the day:
Before you say anything to your co-workers or loved ones, run it through the Babelizer. Then, you may only speak to them with what the Babelizer generates. Good luck.

Here’s your challenge for the day:
Before you say anything to your co-workers or loved ones, run it through the Babelizer. Then, you may only speak to them with what the Babelizer generates. Good luck.

Little living car crash scupltures at Crash Bonsai.
{Let the first page fully load for a good example.}

“Leonard, we’re getting the band back together.”
“Why did we break up in the first place?”
“We didn’t have a name.”
“But, Daryl, we still don’t have a name.”
“No problem.”

“Leonard, we’re getting the band back together.”
“Why did we break up in the first place?”
“We didn’t have a name.”
“But, Daryl, we still don’t have a name.”
“No problem.”

How do you like your vomit bags?
International? Sicksack.com
or
Designer? DesignForChunks.com
{Sadly, one of the entries from Collection 3 (from ‘SuperHappyBunny’) has beat my idea for releasing the “Barf-bag-Baby” — all the fun of a beanie baby in the form of a barfbag. Instead, the SuperHappyBunny version is called “Puke-a-Pet.”}