"I Think, Therefore I Ant."
August 31
ASK FRANKENSTEIN’S MONSTER...

Advice
for the lovelorn, stitch-faced, bolt headed, confused, possibly Transylvanian
and all monstrous stops in-between and between the in-between.
Ask
Frank!
So
Cheap
Dear Frankie’s Monster,
People say that I’m really cheap and they’re right. Why is that?
Frankenstein’s Monster Say:
Mmmmmmmaaghhaggh!
Because you
Scottish. Scottish worse than fire.
But Frankenstein still not afraid to make fun of Scotland. Only
nationality you can make fun of. If you born
in Scotland, you a drunken cheapskate. Ha, ha, Maaaaaaaaagghhh!
Oral monster
Hey Frankie,
My girlfriend wants oral sex. I’m not interested. I’m right, yes?
Bobby
Frankenstein’s Monster Say:
Mahahahahahaha, Frankenstein say yes, you right. Ha!
Frankenstein kidding. Frankenstein say either you get south of border or risk
losing girl. That not good. You
wind up alone and in burning tower as villagers torch it and jeer. Oh how
they jeer. It scary stuff.
Old
Folk’s Hell
Dear Monster of Frankenstein,
My husband and I have committed my 85 year-old mother to an old folk’s
home. Now we’re spending the money we made on the sale of her house like
drunken ypsies. Whoops, sorry, I mean drunken gypsies.
Anyway,
is that okay? What do you think?
Tightwads from Texas
Frankenstein’s Monster Say:
Me no like so many questions. You seem like assholes. Frankenstein have
problems with assholes... And gypsies... And villagers... Real problem with
villagers... But, that Frankenstein’s problem, not yours.
Mrrrraghhhh!

This
Week’s Featured Album:
Arnold Stang's Waggish Tales

Liner
Notes.
Side One
1.
The Tale of The Repressed Misfit
2. Arnold And The Three Chicago Bears
3. Arnold’s Adventure In Strongman Land
4. Jack’s Big, Erect, Beanstalk
Side Two
1. Arnold’s Cautionary Tale of Meeting at
Public Washrooms
2. The Fairy And Hercules
3. The Crowing Cock
4. Arnold And The Seven Dwarves
He’s not as creepy as a
shopping store Santa, and unless you’re built like Atlas, he won’t get all
grabby.
He’s the voice of Top Cat
and he used to let Victor Mature take him home for weekends. Really! He’s
Arnold Stang and he’s got waggish tales to tell!
So sit back, close your
eyes and listen to Arnold’s quirky tales of big strong men and their oiled
muscles. If it’s a hilarious, mixed up adventure about an Adonis with a
chiseled chest and tight pelvis you’re looking for, then you can count on
Arnold to make it come alive! Lonely moms with an itch to scratch and certain
types of single uncles can also appreciate Arnold’s record as well.
Arnold’s always been a disappointment. He’s just like his father.
Oh well, I suppose it could be worse... He could be Italian.
Arnold’s Disappointed Mom
Cover photo:
Arnold’s Disappointed Mom © 1969 Don’t Spare The Rod Records
Your Horoscope:
Aries: You will continue to view doilies as small
ornamental mats, usually of lace or linen.
Taurus: As of late you’ve been bending over backward in attempt to
please everyone and show off your contortionist skills. And now you’re
nothing but a mangled pretzel.
Gemini: Unless you want to spend another long evening with a person who
bores you, we suggest you find a friend, pet, or mate.
Cancer: It’s possible that someone is punishing you this week by
gnawing on a bone of contention. Fight back and gnaw on their anklebone.
Leo: See above.
Virgo: You are rambunctious like a child and flesh-eating like a deadly
disease.
Libra: Today’s cosmic picture will remind you... Hmmm, actually, just
what the hell is a cosmic picture?
Scorpio: This is an excellent time for money matters. And if you had any,
you’d be laughing.
Sagittarius: There is a good reason to suspect a conspiracy against you
– you’re paranoid!
Capricorn: Be sure to start worrying about something that may never
happen. Might we suggest a plague of toads, or killer bees.
Aquarius: Mars and Neptune are disengaging. What does that mean?
Nothing. But it sounds kind of kinky, doesn’t it?
Pisces: You’re okay by us.
Tom
Cruise Insanity Watch
Today:
Guarded
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Vampire Cookbook
Word is that wacky and newly anointed
vampire, Tommy Cruiser, is about to release “The Cruiser’s Vampire Cook
Book.” We’re all a titter
about it over here.
Apparently advance sales are way better than “War of the Worlds”
numbers and Spielberg is jealous and thinking about writing his own cook book
– for aliens and doughy eyed children!
Tom’s new army of undead fans can’t wait to
try out some of his lip-smacking and bloody tasty recipes. So here are a few
more previews:
Undead Crepes
1 cup all purpose flour
1 egg, beaten
1 cup milk
I tsp vegetable oil
1 human victim
Mix flour, egg and milk and beat to smooth
batter. Beat human victim and tie up in chair. Heat oil in pan. Spread batter
on thinly. While waiting for crepes, drink human victims blood.

I want to suck your...blood
Here’s Tom's famous Mushroom Undead.
Mushrooms with Jalapeno Peppers and Undead
3 tbsp vegetable oil
3 tbsp butter
1 lb mushrooms
4 seeded jalapeno peppers
1 tsp pepper
1 fresh corpse
Heat the oil in heavy skillet. When foaming add all ingredients except for
corpse. Cook over medium heat and while waiting suck on corpse’s blood.
Meet The Reapers

INT.
CLASSROOM -- DAY
MR.
HENDERSON conducts a parent-teacher interview with MR. REAPER and MRS. REAPER.
Mr. Reaper carries a sickle and is dressed in traditional black robe,
while Mrs. Reaper is in "normal" attire.
Mr. Henderson paces nervously.
MR.
HENDERSON: Well, Mr. & Mrs. Reaper, here's the grade three classroom,
there's Grim Jr.'s little desk...He's a good boy, a little intense,
but...well, thank-you for coming...
MRS
REAPER: We are just so thrilled to be here.
My husband and I think it's very important to take an active role in
our son's education. Not enough
parents do nowadays, don't you agree?
MR.
HENDERSON: Actually, I'm sort of into the whole...parents shouldn't have to
come to the school, ever...movement that's been really been picking up steam.
MRS
REAPER: So how is Grim Jr. doing in class, Mr. Henderson?
Is he keeping up with his schoolwork?
MR.
HENDERSON: Oh yes, he's very bright...his Latin is almost eerie.
MRS
REAPER: He gets that from his father. Doesn't
he, honey?
MR.
HENDERSON: He just works those boney fingers to the bone.
Ha ha ha... Care for a
cocktail?
Henderson
pulls a bottle out from desk drawer.
MRS
REAPER: No, thank-you.
MR.
HENDERSON: I know it's a bit early, but what the hell...
He
drinks. Mr. Reaper points at a
finger painting hanging on the wall.
MR.
HENDERSON (CONT'D): That? Yes,
that's Grim Jr.'s finger painting. He
called it, "Portrait of a Death Foretold" the caretakers been on
indefinite leave ever since the unveiling.
MRS
REAPER: He's such a little scamp. Does
he get along with the other children?
MR.
HENDERSON: Well, they are a little apprehensive around him.
MRS
REAPER: Apprehensive?
MR.
HENDERSON: Apprehensive. Terrified,
petrified, run away screaming, wet their pants.
You know how kids are.
MRS
REAPER: But have you noticed anything odd about Grim's behaviour?
MR.
HENDERSON: Well, he does tend to emit low, guttural moans.
MRS
REAPER: Maybe it's a cry for help.
MR.
HENDERSON: I don't think so. I've
heard lots of them from the other children.
MRS
REAPER: You know, his dad wanted to educate him at home.
MR.
HENDERSON: Great idea! There's a
lot to be said for that.
Mrs.
Reaper takes Mr. Henderson aside.
MRS
REAPER: The reason I ask about Grim Jr.'s behaviour is because...things
haven't been so "honky dory" at home.
We seem to be drifting apart. We
just don't have anything in common any more.
I want to make new friends, he wants to kill the ones we have.
I want a puppy, he wants to...well, you get the idea.
I'm just afraid it might be affecting the boy.
MR.
HENDERSON: I had no idea. I'm
sorry.
MRS
REAPER: (getting emotional) He's become so distant.
We haven't had sex in three months.
MR.
HENDERSON: And that bothers you? Why
is your husband pointing at me?
MRS
REAPER: He thinks you're poisoning Grim Jr.'s mind.
MR.
HENDERSON: Nonsense. I have
nothing to do with his mind. I'm
a teacher.
MRS
REAPER: Don't you point at Mr. Henderson, Grim.
It's not his fault our marriage is in trouble.
MR.
HENDERSON: Now let's not get hubby upset.
We don't want him flying off the handle.
He
takes another drink. Mrs. Reaper
begins to sob.
MR.
HENDERSON (CONT'D): Hey, Reaper, your wife is pretty upset over here...
MRS
REAPER: I'm sorry, Mr. Henderson, I didn't mean to lose control like this.
It's just...
MR.
HENDERSON: That's alright. Look,
Reaper, can I call you Reap? I
really don't know you, and I'd just as soon keep it that way...
Mr.
Henderson laughs alone.
MR.
HENDERSON (CONT'D): Boy, what a stiff...
Anyway, my point is that I've been teaching for a good many years, and
I've seen a lot of marriages fall apart.
My own, for example. And
believe me, nine times out of ten the problem is a lack of communication.
Talk to your wife, Reaper. Express
your fears, your dreams. Better
yet, go away on a vacation. I
hear Mexico's due for some earthquakes. And why not try a little image overhaul while you're at it?
Wear something with a pattern, try a Hawaiian shirt, tell the odd joke.
Lose the macho crap, learn to cry.
And another thing...I'm drunk and I'm sorry.
I don't know what came over me.
MRS
REAPER: Please, Grim, listen to Mr. Henderson.
Let's take a vacation...fall in love all over again.
Mr.
Reaper nods.
MRS
REAPER (CONT'D): Oh Honey! Thank-you,
Mr. Henderson.
MR.
HENDERSON: Not a problem.
MRS
REAPER: How can we ever repay you?
MR.
HENDERSON: Did I mention my ex-wife? Another
joke. Ha ha.
Sorry I was a little rough on you there Grim, no hard feelings, huh?
Mr.
Reaper extends his hand. Henderson
shakes it and falls to the ground dead.
MRS
REAPER: Well, that went well. Let's
go see the gym teacher next.
They
exit.
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