Archive for May, 2008

Did you miss me?

Posted in humor with tags , , , on May 22, 2008 by theoldmonster

You did? That’ll teach you fuckers to take proper care of your firearms. Anyway, Old Monster here again saying Good Morrow Maggots… and Magettes. I don’t want the ladies feeling left out now do I?

On to business. There isn’t anything of earth shattering importance going on here at the abattoir tonight so I figured I’d expound on a little ponderable that I got from a big lizard I work with. At least that’s what I’ll write about until I think of something useful.

So, what sort of food service experience do you think the monster on the go prefers? Sounds goofy, but goofy is one of the reasons we’re here right?

Some vampires like drive through… or drive-by depending on your outlook and some prefer a nice, drawn out dining experience. :p Some prefer to sneak up to the window and take grammy’s pie off the sill, right?

As for werewolves? Steakhouse for sure. All you can eat buffets (or bus stations?), Asian take out (hold the kimonos), the possibilities are endless.

Ghouls wouldn’t be so particular, would they? I’m sure anyone would do as long as they aren’t overcooked. What the hell, even Burger King needs a clientèle.

Ghosts eat donut holes. And Shannon Elizabeth(sp?), but that’s another matter entirely. I also hear they’re fond of cupcakes, but they usually wind up on the floor so who gives a damn?

Sa’ Necari like to eat in bed.

Incubi enjoy the ol’ bed and bloodfest too, but they tend to be a lot less formal about utensils.

Frankenstein’s monster? Wine and a cigar? “uhhhhhhOOOWWWWWW!!” (sorry Mel)

Fundamentalists eat everything… liberals, single moms, the disabled, immigrants, brown people, scenery, the list goes on. And they don’t need no steengkeeng restaurant either. If they can see you they’ll eat you.

And people think I’m bad? Hell, take out one church social and they look at you like you have two heads…

Ok, we’ve kicked that horse about as much as we can.

Good Morrow, Maggots!

Posted in humor with tags , , , on May 9, 2008 by theoldmonster

Old Monster here to welcome you all to the abattoir. If you can’t guess why I’m called The Old Monster, well… you’re kinda stupid. But don’t you worry kids! We happen to like dumb folk (Most often with a light Bearnaise sauce, but I digress)

So for those of us who can read I intend to post all sorts of things: book and movie reviews, commentary, and all sorts of stuff to keep the vermin happy. That’s you, btw, just thought you might like to know that. One of the things I’d like to do every so often is sort of a “Dear Abby” kind of thing. You know, bad advice from an old bitch with no personal stake in the mess I make of your pathetic little lives. So write me at oldmonster@daverana.com and ask me anything. Anything at all in any subject: romance, current events, science, politics… whatever happens to cross that mind of yours. When I have a enough letters I’ll begin posting murderously incompetent friendly, professional advice. If I don’t know the answer you can rest assured I’ll come up an amusing pile of crap for your reading pleasure. It’s the least I can do.

Now for those of you who CAN’T read, the kitchen is down that staircase and to the right. Tell the guy in the hockey mask I sent you.

The Old Monster