this is all I should have to say.......

The OddBall Out of Context Antony...OUT OF THIS WORLD!!!!!!

well boys and girls......thanks for tuning in tonight. I know it's drippy and slippery out there, but I have shining news for your weary eyes. It's let's look at old product pictures day with "Poo-Pau the PicturePerfect PrintMaker". He fowarded me some amazing pictures a minute ago.



........let's check em' out!!!!!!!..........

boy she is soooo happy....arn't you?

silly clown, you're just like us!

"Better not get to close to the fire", say's FunTime MarshmellowMan

are those for me!!!???

"Always wear a coat" says' Stevie-The-I'm-So-Fucking-Cold-Eskimo

A Free Doll!!!!!! YIPPPPPIEEE!!!!!

"Woahhhh!!!! What time is it? It's Happy Time Ice Cream Time"

"You better turn that frown upside down mister cause there's more comin"

"better lay off the freeze pops Billy"

Wooowwwy WOW WOW!!!

"This is what happens when you eat KFC"

"Boy is he a crazy character or what. Better not invite him to your next party"

"You have no teeth, or is that a full cellular signal in your mouth?"

"I bet he's a happy apple.....UNTIL MUNCHY THE MAN HUNGRY APPLE EATER COMES ALONG!!!!!!!"

"mmmmmm....textured pops with real lions mane"

Stay tuned kiddies....there's comin' next time!!!!!!! don't forget to tuck your sheets in under your feet or else Polly to Toe Popping Pinapple Eater will get em!!!!

Malibu the intergalactic MoonBoy says "never step outside without a coat on"

Hi, I'm Malibu, I'm what you call an, "Intergalactic MoonBoy". Space is my place so you better watch the look on your face. I float around day to day on the moon.....eyes closed.....with an unlimited supply of those freeze dried ice cream bags. The kind "astronauts" eat, if you want to call them that. I would have made my own batch before I left for the moon, but I had to settle with the real kind you get in mall at those stores made for dorks and little kids that know too much for their own good.

it's called nerf guns son......not some 3D mechanical structure you build for "fun" and it resembles the empire state building.

On the moon everyone plays with nerf guns. We play tag but no one ever seems to win. Whenever we shoot the guns, the nerf bullets just seem to float upward instead of straight on.....hmmm.....BUT did I tell you about rocks?

On the moon there are lots of rocks. There are also lots of ducks and monkeys. During the year 3089 YW (i.e.you would) Ducks began to realize that there were much better places to shit on besides just Earth. They got tired of little kids running after them as they were just trying to take a peaceful crap and so their underwater and tree-hanging allies, the monkey dwellers and the aquatic crab ragoons, decided enough was enough.

So they built a space ship, gathered ducks and monkeys and set sail for the moon down the path of the Amazon river, up the candy land ladder, and through the slip and slide found at cedar point....Eventually they ended up on the moon. Now this story isn't so much about me but rather my moonie friends. Here's a picture of Steglitz. He's a duck......and quite the duck I may add. He's been trained by the best of the best in aerospace spaceship flying/helio-blowian-balloning. In order to take pictures of him soaring in the sky as he dazzles the crowds of young duck-li, we had to develop our own 7890mm camera with built in Tri-pod/f-stop grip handles. This is him about to soar over the crowd of young duck-li at the annual "Duck Flying extravaganza"

monkeys also like it on the moon. I met a nice female monkey the other day while picking for rocks. I collected quite the bundle. Her name is PenelopePumpkinHead. We talked.....road rock cars all over town.....shared favorite rocks.....threw some at each other.....i even made her a granite smoothie with extra filler. She's stellar, plus she's half human, because once again, I always seem to be the only human around wherever I take off to. I used the 7890mm camera again to take this picture. I think i need to do a better job at cropping.

we have lots of fun together. She doesn't speak though. Something about not understand me.

I'm very popular and funny on the moon. I am......you may not believe it.......but try. For money I have a traveling circus and we round up all the oddball left overs from the "Great Escape". We're not suppose to talk about the......"Great Escape"......but it happened and a lot of people.......escaped. My friend FatHead and I are inseparable.....that is until PenelopePumkinHead comes along. You know I love you FatHead, but you just don't have the hair and your eyes kinda freak me out. Anyway we took some pictures before a gig at the InterStellar-Jello-Mold-fanfare. FatHead is on the left.....and yours truly is on the right. My legs kind of got sunburned that day......we were fishing for rock lobsters in the Lagoon right before the show.

On a side note, during the......."Great Escape"........men's clothing was destroyed. In order to survive in the harsh conditions.....we were forced....all of us males...(basically me) to knit women's clothing. There has been moon studies done that show women's skirts and earrings provide more insulation than most men's clothing. Also in order to prevent wind burn around the ankels....we were forced under strick monkey supervision to create leather knee high boots out of dust, rock, and spit. I just polished mine in the picture.......go on.....look......it's okay.....

So that concludes my adventures in the name of me, as i may be an adventurous MoonBoy. Don't be shy now....leave a comment. I've taken a picture of myself floating in space. If you let your eyes rest on the bottom left hand corner with graze and ease, you'll notice the neubulan galaxy. To the right of that is an extremely detailed and almost haunting vision of the inner most depth of the "Galaxian Zenith Warrior Pathway". So this is me returning from asmall gathering at the "Can't Find All The Cantalope's You Can Eat, Can You?" Little do they know that I am the sultan from the Far East of finding Cantelops. Just see for yourself......that's right......that's a lot of cantalopes isn't it.....right behind the pilots chair.....that's right.

salutations from the moon.

SpaceBoy Malibu signing out and over, and in.

Aqua Ranger Ralph says "Make sure you ignore any other marine life that don't resemble Elvis Costello"

Hello, my name is Aqua Ranger Ralph. I live underwater and only surfaces to the sound of ice cream cruisers passing by. Our underwater society consists of mer-men and mer-women, except for my co-worker LaOceana, who has the ability to change into a mermaid or a full grown woman. Full grown meaning she's almost 15 ft. tall. why is this necessary? let me tell you.

have you ever heard of the killer king crab slah robots "hello I don't need to walk because I have hoover jets attached to my torso"? Well, they're about 8 ft. tall, i'm 5'11'' (hopefully I got the ' and the '' in the right places.) Underwater schooling is pretty lame. Try writing on mushy paper with exploding ink pens. So my lady friend........LAOceana...... the 15ft. tall pretty little lady, stands by my side during times of adventures, excursions, trips, luncheons....what have you's.... and when we do in fact run into a group of these killer king crab slah robots, "hello I don't need to walk because I have hoover jets attached to my torso" she'll just scoops em' up, bop em' over the head and eat em'. Hence why she's almost 15 ft. tall.

Here's a picture of me in training. I don't usually go to the surface but once you hear the sounds of the ice cream cruisers one is bound to jump out of the water like Echo the dolphin.

Yeah you can't really see my face cause I'm eating 5 krisy kelp yum yum's at the same time. So usually I find myself getting into scruffs with schools of fish. there's something about the "right of way" that I don't fully understand in underwater life. I've tried to bring street signs and stop lights underwater but that just ended with 12 electrocuted sting ray and 54 baby guppies all shocked to death. They've recently put on a ban on anything I suggest for the underwater community.

It seems that as an Aqua Ranger i don't really fit in everywhere. Here's me the day after graduation from the School of Underwater Excellence.

Yeah, don't mind the two piece, something about the school running out of men's bathingsuits and the marina shops being closed to humans all day for ever......THE TOP MATCHES THE CORAL THOUGH!!!!! RIGHT????

Thanks for the Knuckle-Berry Sandwhich.

well I just found out that I completly failed a class.....interesting.....and that is how I will leave it. You know what Annnnning you would!!! YOU WOULD DO THAT TO HALF OF THE CLASS!!!!

thanks Anning, you kinda riuned my mood, I was feelin' the cowboy bee-bop funk and you kinda just smothered me all over with your hot and sticky sweet and sour pork. I've sent you an email old noble one.....give me a 1.0 or else I'll tattle tale to the administration. VIVA LA REVOLUCION!!!!! god I can be a bitch sometimes.
who smells blueberry muffins and Diet Coke? I DO!!! I DO!! where is it at? downstaiiiiiirs.

On a lesser note. Something a little bit silly in the news today.

Comic-Book Superrman Impervious To Copyediting

NEWARK—Executives at DCC Comics have announced the debut of comic-book character Superrman, whose invulnerability to copyediting protects him from nefarious outside forces and intellectual-property lawsuits. "Thrill to the exploits of Superrman, the only child of a doomed plant! Gasp in awe at his Superr-Strength, X-Roy Vision, and his ability to leap mall buildings in a single bounce!" read a press release issued by DCC. "Superrman's only weakness? His vulnerability to Cryptonight… and his star-crossed love for sassy, sexy, trouble-prone reporter Louis Lane!" The editors of Superrman say the comic book will be released alongside those of other popular DCC characters such as Wander Woman, the Flush, and Batdan.

Horray, Yippie!! It's the picture of the day!!

Moussa Yaouli derives spiritual nourishment from his handcrafted leather Bible.

And you're a Douche

You know what Tom......you would......just open up your mouth, look in the mirror, and tell yourself......"I would, I would do this....How much did it cost? let me pay you double just because it's so important."

Cowboy Dan say's "Drink Your Milk and Chew er' Vegetables at Least 10 Times"

Someday i'm gonna be a cowboy with a six shooter and a worn out hat. People will call me "Brak-y poo" for short, and i'll just stroll into town on my air-conditioned noble stallion "Leo", chewing on some straw......or laffy taffy. I'll have a damsel in distress, but only on thursdays and sometimes fridays. We'll mozey on down to the saloon where i'll enjoy a cranberry spritzer and she'll have a can of Squirt. Because girls who drink squirt are cowgirls, and cowgirls plus cowboys equals the Oregon Trail.....and oxen.
This is a picture of Leo pre airconditioned hip replacement. We're just cruizin down the line.
someday.......someday i'll be a cowboy.

Oh mama wolf!!!

Well how's about tellin' a story... I am at work AGAIN! and tomorrow, and the next day and then a break. there's not much new, people walking, vomiting words then swallowing phrases over and over again. Why is it necessary for all of us to throw shit out of out mouths in order to feel calm. Quinton you did us wrong last night. That was in no ways a Pulp Fiction quality movie: let alone a movie. You've been watching too much late night HBO my friend. never see the movie Hostel, I've crapped out more horrors than that movie will ever know. not really. but sometimes after El Azteco.......WATCH OUT!

yeah it makes puppies sad! what the hell am i talking about and why are all the music people running around the library with their hands gripped to the bottom of their shirts.



DUDES IN FUGGIN HUGE SIZE!!!!!!!!
So today marks the last day of classes I never really put forth effort into. It was a glorious day and i'm just putting it out there that: you shouldn't have left. home is not very DuDE-like......so instead i'll just refer to you as "Captain Commander of the Pussy Brigade".
I understand though, and the fact that i'm even writing about this makes me more of a princess than you reading it. Little sister princess over here in her turquoise tu-tu.
Can the library just be called Douche Bag Central? Because "hello i put in too much gel and i popped up my yellow polo collar" douche number one over here, and "hello I take steroids and my hairs falling out because I put in too much gel" douche number two would make excellent spokespeople.

do I complain too much?! I have been getting headaches often.

I don't really have anything interesting to say again. Is it always going to be like this and just for the record I feel very self aware and vain writing in this. Am i suppose to make impactful statements? No you know what, today sucked, it made my hair frizzy for a while. fuggin frizzels mcFrizz over here in Frizzleland.

that's right, it's screaming wicked. let us look at some pictures that are near and dear to this little beard of mine. Also one might check out Casey Sorrow's website entitled www.feralcalf.com He is the lovely man in the art store and i'm almost positive he would love for ya'll to check his comic strips out on this website. This man is very much so talented but the business card kinda looks like the one from Hostel. I think it's a lizard with its mouth open though, or else it could just be some kind of sick game where you pay to kill....hmmmm. Either way lots of props to you for filling up the tiny fridge in kresge with those little triangle egg salad sandwhiches WHILE AT THE SAME TIME drawing fuggin awsome little figures. Here are some pictures from Barry McGee.