Seriously, Stop Trying to Handle My Style

It’s Burt. Yes, that Burt. I don’t know, I just do the makeup.

GET IN THE CAR

Because hark it is a fruitbat.

“MOM the whiskers make me look like a kitty! Do I look like a kitty?”

“Well, you have batwings and creepy claw hands and a furry fat belly and no tail…”

“Okay.”

Unless you’re a lady
Then you’re cordially invited to have a giant slice of my styyyyle

LATER:

MAD LOOTZ 2012!!!!

“Perhaps you could just part with just one little Mike N Ike I don’t think you would miss it because you have a whole pile of candy right there and OH I CAN ALMOST TASTE IT.”

8 thoughts on “Seriously, Stop Trying to Handle My Style

  1. Wow, great Bert !. That is such a cool idea!.

    You know dogs must not eat chocolate, I am sure, but dogs is my totem animal, I had to point it out.

    Dogs+Chocolate=Monty Python Parrot Sketch with Dog standin.

  2. Fruitbat! Excellent! She was a bat! Why don’t you see more bats? I love her worry about looking like a kitty. Because that would be kind of lame–bats are so awesome.

  3. Snozma, I’ve discovered through very informal researches that bat animal costumes are gendered to be boy costumes until you grow up, then you can be Batman or a sexy lady bat (animal).

  4. We had a bat get in our bedroom a couple of months ago around midnight. There was a lot of screaming and cussing and running around while being pantsless. Our bat was not nearly as cute as your fruit bat.

  5. I was at work today, and overheard some people talking about their trip to Queensland, Ozzie.

    They were marvelling at all the fruit-bats that had roosted in the trees at a B’nB they stayed at . . .

    I instantly thought, “OMG ! ! ! ! SJs daughter was a FRUIT bat ! and that was what was great/funny about her costume !”.

    I never claimed to be swift in the intellectuals, but, ten DAYS that took me, to get the joke!.

    “.

    lol. [cry]

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