Now that I got that filthy bit of cockitude out of my system, I can return to being Craig: the affable eunuch who travels the world on his magical flying sitar, spreading fairy dust, playing his magical flute, and never mentioning the word cock ever again. That is, until the next time I mention the word cock. (Thanks GoKitty!)
Ahhh, a magical rainbow sitar, who could ask for anything more. See y’all later tonight.
::relaxing sigh::
Craig on his magical flying sitar is like curling up on the couch in a soft robe and a cozy cup of hot cocoa while watching Peter beat the hell out of Sylar.
::another relaxing sigh::
Oh, and by the way…
Puntabulous will be crossing the 450,000-visitor threshold this morning! Woohoo! Congrats, Craig!
I was going to make a snide comment about wanting a bit of filthy cockitude *in* you, but then I remembered we are back to the normal family friendly Puntabulous.
Craig, that drawing is GENIUS! I love it!
Because Puntabulous is so family-friendly, we are talking about roosters, right?
Right?
Hello…?
I dunno Craig — after yesterday’s post the sitar and rainbow both seem to have other symbolism….
And the flute Ξ_Heather. Don’t forget the flute
sorry, i can’t get that picture of Craig’s elephant trunk hanging on the ground out of my mind yet from yesterday’s post…i am scarred…
You’re talking about coq au vin, right?
Avitable: I had to google “coq au vin” and found out it was a French dish of “rooster in wine”. And my first thought was “OMG! People eat roosters?!”
And then I realized that roosters are chickens. Why does saying you’re eating rooster sound more like you’re eating a cat or something, rather than just a chicken?
Craiggers, I never thought it possible but this post is SO gay, it makes Paul Lynne look macho and straight. But I loved it anyways.
HUGS….
You think eating pussy is weird?
Oh . . . yeah.
No, it’s too dangerous. Evolution of the stinging vagina tentacle could happen at any moment.
And don’t forget about Pillow Pants.
I actually don’t have to worry about Pillow Pants because your mom is over 21.
Oooohhhhhh…..
Boo Ya!
And here I thought Pillow Pants was just another name for Parachute Pants. Now THOSE were scary.
I learn something new here every day.
What ever long, red thing you are blowing on in that picture, it’s not a pan flute.
Pillow pants = shudder
Ha! I’m going to have to agree with David on this one…..I believe in that picture you’re playing a magical red recorder. Something tells me if there was sound with that picture, we’d be hearing Hot Cross Buns.
joemo: Actually, I think it’s a Twizzler…
Dave S: Oh god you’re absolutely right! He should bite both of the ends off and drink diet coke through it. haha
It’s a magical red pan flute people! Can’t you see the amazing attention to detail! The rounded bottom! The key holes! Do not question my artistic abilities!
Except pan flutes actually look like THIS. Whatever!
It’s ok sweet pea, we’ll call it whatever you want. :::kisses craig’s forehead:::
Well, a Twizzler that can turn itself into a pan flute *is* magical! We will question your artistic abilities no more…
That picture IS pretty good. You are a master at MS Paint, but this one is def one of your best.
So wait, we’re done talking about that?! But I wanted to compare. Oh well.
Enrico! Excellent. Much better. Nicky is no more.
(and is it “ON-reeko” or “EN-reeko”?) (just want to be sure to type it with the emphasis correct…)
Dave S: I would think it depends on what mood he’s in and what position you prefer….
ba dum bum!
Why go back to normal? Sure, Puntabulous can be a wonderful place where flowers chuckle and birds play tricks and a magic tree grows lollipop sticks, but let the fun stuff trickle in. You could start up ‘Raunchy Wednesdays’ or something like that…..
I’m getting a very ‘Yellow Submarine’ vibe off that picture.
joemo: That was brilliant.
joemo: Friend me on Facebook when you get a chance. I went to friend you last night, but wasn’t sure which member you were.
Casual Sex Fridays
Dave S: done and done
Filthy Fridays
joemo, please try to keep up — *no* one of any import has casual sex on Fridays. I mean, c’mon — that’s *always* a Wednesday thing. Masturbation Mondays, Tossing Tuesdays, Casual Sex Wednesdays, Free-for-all Thursdays, and of course Filthy Fridays. Do you know nothing of etiquette?
Dave S: You’re speaking to the guy that accidentally had a foursome. I don’t worry about the “rules”…. I’m a rebel.
Its all monster cock now, Craig.
joemo: What? How the hell do you have an accidental foursome?! Damn, I can’t even get an accidental onesome — and you just need yourself and a shower stall for that…
(clearly I missed a comment or two somewhere…)
haha yeeeeeah. long story….
http://puntabulous.com/2008/10/20/matchcom-its-okay-to-cry-look/#comment-356455
What was really odd is that I mention “pan flutes” in my comment and then last night’s episode of South Park happened to be about Peruvian pan flute bands.
See GoKitty? You have a wide ranging influence, from South Park to Puntabulous!
joemo: Oh. Umm…How ’bout them Buckeyes…?
haha GEEZ It was one time in college. I’m really very innocent…
…..ish
Chyeah, and Craig has a monster cock.
Oh, wait…
(and it’s fun to type the word “cock” — I never use the word “cock”)
(It’s the little things that make life worth living…)
Don’t start using it. Saying the word “cock” is reserved to porn stars and discrete encounters on craigslist.
And in the dark nether regions of Puntabulous…
Um, like I said: “discrete encounters on craigslist”.
Or would that be “craig’s list”?
Hmm… How discreet is the comments section…? Maybe I can find a darkened table in the Argyle Lounge…