Showing posts with label Christopher Lee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christopher Lee. Show all posts

Friday, March 13, 2009

Just go away!!!!

Christopher Lee: Enough you bitches. Your ceaseless admiration bores me. You nubile breast rubbing against my body means nothing to me. Leave me now. I must go. Igor prepare the chariot. Get the rare clumbers and my sunblock. The games afoot.
Igor: Aaaarrrggghhhh!!!!
Christopher Lee: What you fool? The car is broken? We have to take the train to P-town? You will live to regret this. Or maybe not.

What kind of gift it this Igor?



Christopher Lee: What is this Igor? A birthday gift? Let me open it up.
Igor: Aaarrrggghhhh!!!!
Christopher Lee: It's from Japan. I am so excited. We used to give great birthday gifts back in Wisconsin. I remember the first Cher Album I got when I was seven. It was on 8 track.
Igor:Aaaarrrgggghhh!!!!
Christopher Lee: WHAT IS THIS? A TINY COCK RING? HOW DARE YOU! (Lee begins to beat Igor about his head and hump with his rolled up copy of Archtectual Digest) You fool. What an insult. In punishment you must clean the loft on your knees naked and take the rare clumbers for a walk in the snow. Barefoot.
Igor:Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!