Dear Burrr-wyyyynnnn...
(this is the only correct pronunciation if you grew up watching a fuzzy Chicago TV station late at night, as I did. Assuming you could get the antenna rotor to turn just right...)
I would like to offer your Car-Ka-Bab a home. My back yard. That's right. I've got the room, and a nice highway view. Can't contribute to moving costs, but I think it would be just the thing to piss off the city officials in my neck of the woods. And that's what this is all about, right?
Why isn't Sven speaking out? Visit savethespindle.com
SOS...SOS!
Son of Svengoolie, Save Our Spindle!!
1 comment:
Your own "CarHenge"!
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