I just came back from an old Friend of mine... Mr. George Clooney.
He is running the thing called a "Num-Num Fund" and just exploided me and "THE BABY" in his first Interview. Oh well... at least some exposure to the world... BUT... he cheated me out of my well deserved reward... A HAM BONE... (the only way he actually got me on the set...)
After asking me about one of my deepest secrets... I temporary had an "drool-attack" and lost consciousness... that's when he wheeled me off the set... and send me home... now I feel like all the other BONELESS out there, pushed away from society. So much for beeing "Friends"... I feel used... ... GIMME THAT BONE... GIMME THAT BONE!... GIMME THAT BONE... GIMME THAT BONE!... GIMME THAT BONE... GIMME THAT BONE!...
Dearest Mr. L,
ReplyDeleteI have FedEx'd the ham bone to Von Ice Enterprises. I, in no way, intended to deny you of it. Come on eh, you're busting my chops!
Lay back with "The Baby" and your blankie, I've got a special serenade for you:
Oh I need you, Leo, kum ba yah
Oh I need you, Leo, kum ba yah
Oh I need you, Leo, kum ba yah
Oh Leo, kum ba yah