was-shining.......those wimmen wanted to do unspeakable things to me......I am still not quite over the shock at some of the things I saw on that wretched planet.......so the answer is no......
As for the Jetsons.......it is you who they seem friendly with, tied-to-a-chimney-from-Rebmuda......
Good night Junee. No problem up here Lela, the Jetsons very kindly threw me a whole salmon which will be smoked to perfection by the time you finish your spuds.....NO you CANNOT have any!!!
I think Bubba, you have turned into a gas giant......very similar to Uranus.......(oopsy! - maybe I should rephrase that!).......
Yes Hanne, we are trying to be as comfortable as possible in here.....we are now eating our supper - lamb and roast potatoes......shame Bubba cannot join us!....
Junee you're looking good but you better behave.....for a short while anyway....You sure get in a lot of trouble now and the.....catching me up!! Thanks Lela and Uncle A, a bit sooty here but glad to be going home again....maybe!!!
As we were nearing our moon, Juneee decided once more to 'get some fresh air' and escaped through the back-door.....and, once again, (dressed for the occasion) she fell prey to space-scoundrels, this time in the form of boggle-eyed lunar monsters!.....
I had to set out in uncle Bluebottle's time-machine (which doesn't work!), and fight the little blighters .......Juneee has now been confined to her quarters, to save further mischief....
As usual, the Jetsons passed by us.......laughing......
Oh, and uncle Adonis has boldly & bravely brought bewildered, bouncy Bubba back from the black beyond.......as he wouldn't fit through the door of the uncleship, we have strapped him to the chimney....
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