Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Six Million Shoes


I can't believe I haven't talked to ewe since Saturday. Considering all that went down it's a wonder I'm still here. It was a squeaker but we did it. We got the chapter out. If it wasn't for the hospitable native family from the jungle who helped me set up my blogcasting equipment in their casino tent that horrible night it would never have happened. Thank you Mr and Mrs. Many Rope Ladders, your son Nose in a Scroll and daughter Green Onion. If you are ever in my neck of the woods and wearing clothes, do look me up.

Testing done on the soil of the blast site showed traces of leather, glue, sweat and paint. It was just as I feared. Francesca Fiori had used her biggest card yet, the six thousand shoe bomb. Not actually six thousand shoes, just the power of. It is believed that she possesses a bomb with the power of six million shoes. Let's pray it's just a rumour. I can't promise my reaction would be measured.

But enough of all this sturm and drang, what has happened, has happened. In the end we will prevail because it is the will of ewe that I do. Francesca and Dr. Robert Young can huff and puff all they want but in the end, all they will be is out of breath. And just because I don't have a state of the art production facility, doesn't mean I can't entertain you which bring you to this picutre my friend Dominic did. I think it's very sad and that makes me feel hopeful.

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5 comments:

Anonymous said...

It sounds like Francesca has taken this a little too far. Maybe it’s time to call in the weapons inspectors.
Oh and since when have you ever required clothing when entertaining guests?

- Alister Honeychurch

Lana said...

I'm glad you are back! I was starting to suffer from "Buddy Cole Blog Withdrawal Syndrome".

For some reason when I clicked on the link to see your friend's picture I wasn't able to view it. I'm sorry about that!

BiPolar said...

I'm wondering if it's the six thousand corns Francesca blasts from the bottom of her feet? She's always had so many corns on her feet.

Have you seen her in heels? They look like pontoons from ski plane. She can barely walk.

You do know, the ewesies are here to know more. Chapter 4 soon please.

I love the picture, Buddy. Yes, it could have a sad side. How about we say She's not sad, she just different.

I regret I can't say the same for Francesca. She has an obvious evil streak in her.

Buddy wrote: "Testing done on the soil of the blast site showed traces of leather, glue, sweat and paint".

It sounds like her facial supplies to me.

mmat said...

i've been reading your amazing autobiography "Buddy Babylon" and finally mustered up enough common sense to find your blog. it's more gooder, all the time.

Anonymous said...

No woman, transvestite, shemale, shim, hermaphrodite and so on can have enough pairs of shoes....It's just like...a universal truth.....