metrocake

A shining, sparkly ball of angst, now based in Manhattan!

goth club membership revoked

Because nothing, but nothing, beats a black-clad, Gothy woman striding through her neighborhood after midnight…

…carrying a large neon green pool noodle.



Categorized as true life

9 Comments

  1. The real question is, What the hell are you doin walking around the neighborhood after midnight with a pool noodle??

  2. Things that would be worse to carry around than pool noodles. (That would be such a great band name if it weren’t already trademarked.):

    poop noodle
    pool poodle
    pork strudel
    stool doodle

  3. Fighting the urge to run through work today yelling ‘Pool noodle’ repeatedly.

  4. So if we draw a sketch of this incident…

    (hold your breath.. here it comes…)

    It will be a…

    Pool Noodle Doodle?

    BWA HA HA HA…

    I crack me up…
    heheh

  5. Even better, if you had a whole bunch of pool noodles in the drawing, you would have a pool noodle caboodle doodle

  6. Betwixt myself and Tom, this is quickly going the way of the Bloom County episode where Oliver hacked the CBS exit poll results to say that 58% of those polled said “oodles of green noodles make der poodles jump der strudel.”

  7. And if she were holding a poodle, and eating the afore mentioned apple strudel, and in her bag were oodles of noodles…

    Then it would be a pool noodle poodle apple strudel oodles of noodles doodle…

  8. Which means that we have to have somebody scan that doodle, post it on the net, with appropriate keywords, so that we can then find it with a pool noodle poodle apple strudel oodles of noodles doodle google.

  9. Still fighting the urge to run through my workplace repeatedly yelling ‘pool noodle’ whilst flinging clothing in all directions.

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