Digital Imagination

I had a full blog post and everything about International Talk Like Bob Dylan Day, and completely forgot to post it. Anyways, May 24th was Bob Dylan’s birthday, me and about 600,000 of my friends (going by my stats counter) celebrated by mumbling all day. It even made the press!

Check out the submitted videos and feel free to send in your own!

1. My FrontSide Backside
2. My Bellybutt
3. The blow-hole near my happy trail
4. My Over the Naval Dung Dropper
5. My Rerouted Rectum
6. My Side Sphincter
7. My Public Pool Evacuator
8. My Bad-timing flatulator
9. My Anterior Posterior
10. Ol’ Scatty
11. My Abdominal Alimentary Access
12. My pot-belly poo pouch
13. My Guthole
14. The Early Exit on the Feces Freeway
15. My Belly Brown-eye
16. My Tummy Turd Blossom
17. My Makeshift Manure Manager
18. My Ostimate
19. Muh Muh Muh My Stoma (to the tune of My Sharona)
20. My Midriff Muck Maker

By Kris Felscher (Stuff I Just Made Up Press)

Tampa, FL – Faced with mounting supply costs and an unstable financing market, new home developer Sally-May McKeen, 8, is faced with an ugly reality; she must demolish her property. “It’s not fair,” Sally cries, “Everyone else gets to make money but me!”

Like many home buyers over the past few years, Sally had little verifiable income, but with only a $5.00 a week allowance and no credit history, she managed to finance a 4-bedroom home with a large deck, 2 swimming pools and a small barn for a pony.

“There’s no kitchen, no bathrooms, and the house is wantonly built with differently colored plastic blocks,” said Real-Estate agent Patty Snow, “There’s no way I can sell this. Sure, two years ago we could have made a fortune, but now…”

The decision to demolish has been spurred by Sally’s principal financier, Daddy. When confronted about his decision to halt Sally’s construction, he said, “Look, these damn Lego’s are expensive. Money doesn’t grow on trees you know. What’s more, I’m tired of stepping on the silly things. You can’t even walk around this house with bare feet anymore.”

This isn’t the first setback Sally-May has dealt with on this property. Only a week ago, many of her construction supplies were stolen from her building site. The materials were recovered after Sally discovered that they’d been used by her brother to build a Dinosaur ranch. “She doesn’t share so I had to take them, otherwise my Raptor’s would escape,” explained Bobby, 6. The family dispute was quickly settled by Mommy, who said, “I’ve had it up to here with the two of you, play nice!”

This upset follows a dramatic week which saw Barbie’s Malibu Dream House foreclosed on. “Of course she couldn’t pay her mortgage, she spends all her money on clothes,” says ex-boyfriend Ken. “Don’t worry, she’ll land on her back somewhere, that broad has been seen naked by so many kids that the Pope tried to have her moved to a different diocese.”

(many thanks to potentato for the idea)