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THE LAST TIME THIS BACHELOR VAMPIRE ATTENDED A HALLOWEEN PARTY,
HE WAS RUDELY MISTAKEN FOR A MIME, WHILE OGLING A PARTICULARLY
LOVELY NECK. HE WANTS TO BE PREPARED THIS TIME WITH A SUAVE
REACTION. PLEASE HELP HIM BY FILLING IN THE BLANK ON THE
POEM ABOVE.
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. . . just smiles
or
. . . blushes
or
. . . winces
Posted by: Prof. Yabut | October 26, 2007 at 02:48 PM
On second thought, that poem seems too much like label-ku. Haiga need more subtle linkage between haiku and image. Better start from scratch, buddy.
Posted by: Prof Yabut | October 26, 2007 at 02:57 PM
Nightmare
on Elm Street
the lawyer shows up
Posted by: aurora | October 26, 2007 at 03:12 PM
Good one, AA. But, that Yabut Dude is really grumpy today.
Posted by: david giacalone | October 26, 2007 at 03:16 PM
He's always grumpy. But I hear underneath it all, he's a warm and fuzzy kind of guy. Probably just lies and rumours though, huh?
Posted by: aurora | October 26, 2007 at 03:21 PM
bites
Posted by: Peggy Lyles | October 26, 2007 at 11:25 PM
Ah, I really like that one, Peggy! I'm going to scratch "sues" off my list for now.
Posted by: david giacalone | October 26, 2007 at 11:44 PM
speaks
Posted by: shane | October 27, 2007 at 12:19 AM
or better yet . . .
keeps his mouth shut (heh heh)
Posted by: shane | October 27, 2007 at 12:23 AM
You're hot, Shane.
Posted by: david giacalone | October 27, 2007 at 08:53 AM
...spits blood
Posted by: aurora | October 27, 2007 at 07:07 PM
... blows a kiss
i like my vampires charming, disarming and a little bit alarming.
Posted by: Roberta Beary | October 28, 2007 at 09:56 AM
You forgot "in farming," Roberta. Or, am I'm confusing my vampires and my scarecrows?
You've left me speechless and breathless, RB. Thanks for stopping by MPJF. Please come again.
p.s. There was no necklace on the lovely neck in question. Yet another unworn necklace.
http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/ethicalesq/2007/10/09/the-unworn-necklace-roberta-bearys-gems/
Posted by: david giacalone | October 28, 2007 at 10:51 AM
mimics Bela Lugosi?
Posted by: Bill | October 28, 2007 at 02:29 PM
...gets a decent costume.
Posted by: Matt | October 28, 2007 at 02:35 PM
haha!
...sharpens his (or her) fangs
Posted by: janet lynn davis | October 28, 2007 at 04:37 PM
too bad
he's not my bloodtype!
Posted by: E Mac/farland | October 28, 2007 at 04:42 PM
pouts
Posted by: Jennifer | October 28, 2007 at 06:20 PM
Which would be more annoying: a pouting vampire or a pouting mime? Thank goodness, scarecrows can't pout. What about jack-o-lanterns?
Posted by: david giacalone | October 29, 2007 at 11:30 PM