Thursday, March 11, 2004

Jinkies!

There's a new Scooby-Doo movie. I'm so glad. Do I go to see it alone? Or could I possibly rope someone into going with me?

Me and schlocky movies doesn't make sense to you? Cultured and over-educated Renaissance leatherman that I am? Think again.

Consider, my Darling, the avenues of philosophical inquiry raised by Scooby-Doo.

As a friend of mine put it, "Everything you need to know about life, you can learn from Scooby-Doo. Whenever you encounter something weird, mysterious, and seemingly paranormal, it probably is just about real estate.

"Now we'll pull of his mask and see who he really is...

...Donald Trump!!!"

"Right. And my plan would have worked if it wasn't for you meddling kids and your interfering dog."


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