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Saturday, February 18, 2006

Profile II

Here is a guest profile:

'The Real Bagpuss', as told by Oscar the Grouch

Bagpuss was nothin' but a shifty muthafucka.
Sellin' out Professor Yaffle for firewood
'n' gettin' them mice to nibble his doo-doo tube,
that cat never done an hones' days work -
and he had nine lives, that fuck.
That stripey colour scheme?
Sleazewear, brother,
worn while beating up
on that cripple Madeleine
fo' her welfare cheque.
That pussy sure done pimped ho',
but Emily loved him,
that smelly, saggy,
crack-smoking, cloth cat baggy -
yeah, he owes me money.
10th February 2006

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

'crack smoking'!? SO which Bagpuss were you watching?!! Clearly after the watershed.

2:51 pm

 
Blogger Woz said...

I can tell the difference between 'Bagpuss' & 'The Sweeney'.

Fagpuss not only smocked crack (try it and you'll see what I mean), he also snorted coke off the toad's banjo, while humming along to the song 'One Toke Over the Line', like so:

'One toke over the line, sweet Jesus, one toke over the line

Sittin' downtown in a railway station, one toke over the line'


Thanks for commenting, although you are quite clearly blind to the machinations of that evil moggy.

5:08 pm

 

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