Wednesday, September 30, 2015

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY
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OUT OTHIWORLD WEDNESDAY




When we last visited our legendary heroes, Rosie Rapture informed Gary Galaxy that a Garillian Fang Monster was standing behind him. 

Is there REALLY  a Garillian Fang Monster behind Gary, or is Rosie attempting to make Gary pee his pants, even though Gary doesn't wear pants?



















It's tawoo, it's tawoo! Look at the pictures above! The GFM is getting ready to devour our little buddy! Leave us tap into the dialog to capture the moment as it's hapnin'...

Gary - "Ha Ha Ha! I'm not fallin' for your old tricks, Miss Rosie Rapture! If there was a REAL Garillian Fang Monster lurking behind me, there would be an intense smell of garlic and chocolate in the air!"




Rosie - "You would be correct, if this was a south eastern Garillian Fang Monster, but what do you smell right now?"


Gary - "Bacon and shoe polish. So what?"








Rosie - "Don't you remember that pungent aroma from our secret mission to the northwestern sector of Glirka?"

Gary - "Of course! I get it now! I have the fiercest, most bloodthirsty GFM standing behind me! The NORTHWESTERN GARILLIAN FANG MONSTER!!

In a millionth of a nano second, Gary drops to the ground, and sweet Rosie Rapture ZAPS the NWGFM right between the eyes with her pocket emulsificator, which emulsificates him into a large black and white puddle!!




Gary - "Seeing a beautiful Glirkazoid girl expertly emulsificate a NWGFM, is kinda sexy, Rosie!"

Rosie - "Oh, shut up, you..you..MALE!

Gary - "Oh, come on, old friend! We've been on millions of missions, for millions of years, and you know when I'm funnin' wit ya, don't ya?"

Rosie - "Let's just find the cave of the Supreme Glirkheads, so they can reveal what our dangerous secret mission will be, okay?"

Gary - "Surely!"

Rosie - "Don't call me Shirley!"


Gary - "I just merembered, I've got a map in my pocket that shows the EXACT location of the cavern!"

Rosie - "NOW you tell me! Well, get it out and let's take a look!"

Here she is, girl...


Rosie - "Hokay, we came in from the north..."

Gary - "Yeah, I can see where we walked, by the dots!"

Rosie - "How can the map show where we walked, goofball?! The map doesn't know we walked there!"

Gary - "The map on Dora The Explora knows a LOT of stuff, and it can talk, sing, fly around..."

Rosie - "How many toms do I have to tell you, Dora The Explo..RER is a cartoon! It's NOT REAL!!"

Gary - "Oh...yeah, just a cartoon...ha ha...I knew that."

Rosie - "Now, back to the map. 
We transmigrated ourselves across the hot, desolate Desert Of Death, climbed the ancient mountains of Glirkasheth, then climbed the even more ancient mountains of Glirkaboombang, and now we are here in the forest of Glipnipple, where I have just defeated the Northwestern Garillian Fang Monster."

Gary - "Don't you mean WE defeated the Northwestern Garillian Fang Monster?"

Rosie - "What did YOU do? 
If my memory serves me, you, unceremoniously, dove to the ground in fear!"

Gary - "Huh! How unappreciative you are, girlfriend! 
I did two AMAZING things for you! I distracted the monster by diving to the ground, which ALSO gave you a clear shot, so you could emulsificate the beast!!"

Rosie - "Good grief! Anyway...now we need to go east, toward the big red cross."

Gary - "Why don't we first go down to that castle there in the south, for some rest and refreshment?"

Rosie - "Sure, you can go if you want. That castle is the home of the South Central Garillian Fang Monster, who is 3 times larger than his brothers, not quite as fierce, but REALLY, REALLY HUNGRY!" 

Gary - "I've decided I don't need no R&R. Let's go east...TO THE CROSS!"

Rosie and Gary now break into song...

♪To the cross we go, to the cross,
We were lost, but now we're 
heading to the cross,♪
♪♪The old Fang Dang Monster is dead,
He is dead, dead, dead, 
shot in the head,
♪♪ We've crossed a desert,
And climbed two mountains high,
Often times we thought 
that we would die,
♪Like the Rolling Stones 
we never gather moss,
♪So to the cross we go
oh, to the cross!♪



Will Rosie and Gary ever reach the abode of the Supreme Glirkheads?

If they do, what will be the mysterious mission they'll be sending our heroes on? 

Will they EVER stop singing that stupid song?

Tune in next week to find out,

IF YOU DARE!!!!



Wednesday, September 23, 2015

OUT OF THIS WORLD WEDNESDAY



The great spaze philosopher, Moonbeam Ub. Uranus, once said, and I quote, "Go ye therefore in to spaze, where the spaze ponies race, o're the magnificent geometric insolence of Fatar, and the Urkel of revelation glides to the Sea Of The Golden Goils!"

I'm not sure when Moonbeam said this, but I suspect it was during his "Extraordinarily Mad" period. 



Rosie and Gary, our super extraordinary, legendary, Glirkazoid spaze warriors, were inspired by the words of this lunatic, and devoted their lives to "Go, ye, therefore in to spaze" to do, uh...whatever Moonbeam said!

If YOU are one who hath followed their adventures for a long tom, you are already, certifiably NUTS, and have a close relationship with "long Tom."

On the other hand...



My good, decent side is begging you not to enter into this dark world of monsters, evil, malevolent creatures, spaze warfare, naughty aliens, and the constant bickering  of Rosie and Gary. 

My nasty side desires to lure you in to this 

dark world of monsters, evil, malevolent creatures, spaze warfare, naughty aliens, and the constant bickering  of Rosie and Gary. 

What's a muther to do? 

Aww, COME ON IN! Lice is short, ya only live twice, the more the merrier,  take the splash, do the, figurative, hokie pokie with me, gang! 
OUR STORY BEGINS

Admiral Gary Galaxy and Vice Admiral Rosie Rapture have been summoned by the Glirkazoidian High Council to receive instructions for their next secret mission. The Supreme Glirkheads are located in a remote location on the beateous planet of Glirka, where Rosie and Gary were born...therefore, our directional duo knew exactly where to find them...

Gary - "This is weird, Rosie! That looks like the same twisted glickamore tree we saw an hour ago!"

Rosie - "It IS the same twisted glickamore tree we saw an hour ago, knucklehead! We are going in circles!"

Gary - "Don't you mean, ADMIRAL knucklehead, VICE Admral, Rosie!" 

Rosie - "Get real, Gary! No one can hear us out here...lost in the wilderness...with enormous, vicious creatures stalking us...wanting a taste of our BLOOD!"

Gary - "Cut it out, Rosie! You're j-j-just t-t-trying t-t-to sc-sc-scare me, aren't you?"

Rosie - "Yeah...me and that Garillian Fang Monster lurking behind you!!"

Oh, my! Is there REALLY a Garillian Fang Monster behind Gary, or is Rosie up to her tricks again? 

You will have to check our next Out Of This World Wednesday to find the answer! 




Wednesday, September 2, 2015

(Theme Song) (Allow about a minute to groove with the intro before talking.)
                            
                            Gordo - Good morning, Goofy Ridge! Grab your shorty robes, hug your radio, 
  and crank up your hearing aids! The Gordo and Danny Show is
 on the airwaves!

  I'm Gordo Battoncia, with our demented, dysfunctional crew, here and there...like Danny Dublin, my 
  sarcastic, sidekick... and man that hurts, when he kicks me in the side! 

Glen Thirsty,
   with the Goofy Ridge traffic report...Ag news with The Lost Donkey...and our 
    gnarly news girl...Drulia Badley!! 

Broadcasting from my house in Goofy Ridge, on 
     W.O.R. M. radio, A.M. The Big Worm wiggling out to you, live, to get you hooked
   on the biggest, and only, radio station in Goofy Ridge, Illinois! With 10 watts of power, blasting out
           trivial infornation, and confusing the logical since 2005! 

    Let's go to the basement and check in on Little Danny Dublin! Danny! 
Are the cucarachas
  biting down there again, Little Danny? 

  Little Danny - Top o' the mornin' to ya, Lardo! The creepy critters are leaving 
me alone,
    since the wee possum died down here! The smell could smack the blarney out of a leprechaun,
  but, saints be praised, the dirty pests are on him instead of me! 

     Gordo - How many times do I have to tell you, it's GORDO, not Lardo, but I'm glad the 
 cucarachas are staying away, they could give you apoplexi! 

 Little Danny - Me dearly departed uncle from County Cork suffered from apoplexi! It was very 
  painful in his neather regions! Me thinks he'd been playin' with the naughty lassies from Dillybong! 

 Me saintly mother would tell us profusely, "Stay away from the Dillybong teases, 'cause they 
will give ya nasty diseases! She also said...

Gordo - Too much info, brother! You always share too much info, but no probleemo, we been 
 sued mucho times before! Good thing we ain't got no money! (Gordo does a little celebration 
dance and a mariachi band cheer...what ever that is!) 

This would be a good time to check with Glen Thirsty, in the bathroom (Or whatever room 
 you choose) our Goofy Ridge traffic guru! Hey, Glen, is this a good "elbow driving" day?


 Glen Thirsty - (Obviously drunk) Hiiii! Girdle! Wha's elgibow driving, buddy? I have a hard time
driving with my HANDS! I love you, man! I really, really, really do, Girdy! 

Gordo - Sounds like you had breakfast with Capt. Morgan again, dude! He makes EVERYONE your
amigo, doesn't he? Anyway, elbow driving is driving with the window down on a beautiful day,
sticking your elbow out of the window, listening to mellow music, and flirting with the girls in 
convertibles...like Clark Griswold did with Christie Brinkley. 

 Glen Thirsty - I absoletely LOVE Bistey Crinkley, man! I love 'er, I love 'er, I love 'er...and
elgibow driving, and Chaplin Morgle...and I LOVE YOU, MAN! 

Gordo - Caramba!  Maybe we'll just skip the traffic report today. We only have
two streets in Goofy Ridge, and last year we had 222 alcohol related 
accidents at our only stoplight, but Glen was at the scene EVERY TIME! 
Speaking of accidents, let's go to the kitchen for our action news girl...Drulia Badley!

Drulia Badley - Groovy day, Gordo! This is, like, the action news, ya know, with, like, Drulia
Badley...Want something to blow your mind? The Goofy Ridge library was, like, broken in to
last night...and they took BOTH BOOKS! Wow, man! The Goofy Ridge police, ya know, want 
us to be on the lookout, like, for somebody reading! Reading? Wow, what a concept! 
Remember to not forget about the annual town festival, peeps! Goofy Days will, like, happen 
in just two days, from, uh...today. Wow, if I only knew what day this is, gang! Hey, did
somebody, like, cook cabbage in the kitchen this morning? 
The stink could knock a buzzard 
off a poop wagon, man! 

Gordo - Don't worry, Drulia, you're probably smelling the dead possum in the basement...or
maybe The Lost Donkey, our Ag reporter, who was here earlier! Let's go to The Lost Donkey, who 
is out standing in his field! 

The Lost Donkey - Gooood morning, Gordo! The...corn...is...as high...as...an elephants...eye...
                               and hogs...are as fat...as my Aunt Bertie's...cat! Ha...ha...ha...just...wanted...to...inject
a bit...of humor...in...my...report...

Gordo - We would love to hear more, The Lost, but the show is only 3 hours long!

Danny, I hear you had an 
Asian carp encounter this morning?

Little Danny - Sure n begora, I did, Lardo! There I was, strollin' along the loch, when a monster
Asian carp made a mighty leap out of the loch, swallowed me, and dove back into the loch! I thought 
it was "shade balls" for me, and I was 
thinkin' I'd soon be meetin' me sainted mother up in hiven, but I started to tickle the monster's 
innerds, and he regurgitated me back on terra firma! 

Gordo - Chihuahua, Little Danny! Maybe that's the smell everybody's been smelling! By the way,
this portion of the Gordo and Danny show is brought to you by, Uranus Used Cars! Don't have 
money...go to Uranus! Don't have credit...go to Uranus! I got a 57 Chevy from Uranus! It doesn't
run, but it looks so cool sitting on the concrete blocks in my front yard! As Little Danny always says,
Don't kick the tires, kick Moonbeam the mechanic, at Uranus Used Cars! 

On a serious note, some folks are complaining that our theme song sounds like the A.D.D. Wednesday
song from the Greg and Dan radio show! Ha ha ha! I'll play their song, and then ours, and you'll see 
there is nada similarities! 

(Maybe you can do a video of you groovin' to the music while it plays. I'll send you the songs)

Gordo - See what I mean? There's about as much difference in those themes as the difference
 between, uh, "My Sweet Lord" and, uh, let me see..."He's So Fine!"  
I just received a note from one of our listeners! Dear Gordo, your show sucks! Signed, Oscar!
Thank you very much, Oscar! You must be a grouch this morning! Anyway, it's good to know we 
have a listener!

Speaking of bad breath...is your dog afraid to stand in front of you when you talk? When you 
give a speech, does the room empty out? Does water run down your chin because it doesn't want
to go into your mouth? It could be your stinking breath, man! You need to try Dr. Moonies Breath
Revitilizer! Here's Glen Thirsty to tell you about it! 

Glen Thirsty - Hallomatosis is the scientrific word for bad breasts! Dr. Boonies Breast Revisilizer
will make all your social contracts...more sociable! No more will peoples avoid you because of bad 
breasts! Folks will even enjoy the smell! Want to be the life of the partay like ole Glen? Take Dr.
Roonies Breast Revisualators and...(passes out)

Gordo - Looks like we lost the signal to ole Glen! Hey, another note from ANOTHER listener! 

                                Due to non payment of your electric bill, we will be shutting down your service today at 6:00 
A.M. Aye chihuahua, not again! We've got 2 minutes! Might as well end the show with some flair!

(Do all the crazy stuff you want and I'll put in the music) (END) 

(Feel free to add whatever you want, Michael! Put in words that are more hip! There is no hurry!

I will send you some clips of my parts, if you need them, but I think you've already got the idea,
brother! Just plain household backgrounds, simple makeup changes, and whatever you want to adlib!

The more fun WE have, will make it more fun for the viewers!)