Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Jimmy Jone

Hello from the future. The post-weather here is fine.

I am Otto, and my role in building this website is...was...that is, will be...or, will have been (sorry, time travel always gives me tense-lag) creating the monthly comic, Jimmy Jone, the 9/10 boy. Now, "monthly" is not written in stone. As evidenced by Golo's previous post, the chrono-dialacron on our time buggy's htm-mail chute sticks sometimes (Rufus spilled some boysenberry post-preserves on it), so the actual rate of arrival might be a bit off now and then. Besides, Moses himself can attest to how well people follow rules written in stone.

Anyway, allow me to introduce you to Jimmy Jone. Jimmy, as you can see, has a slight cranial deficiency. But, as he will eventually see, having a brain that pokes out of your head can often be the least of your worries once you enter college.
That's all we are at liberty to say at the moment. Anything more and I would be in deep motor oil with the resistance leader. Like that time when I went back and told Judd Hirsch that he kxxssshhh on the foot qrkkkkksssssss Mumbasa gyyyyysssshxxxxk---
END OF TRANSMISSION

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Saturday, January 27, 2007

Paradox

We have traveled to your time to post a warning: The world is in grave danger!
Hopefully, by posting this on the world's most popular website, we may save our
future. The meGatron 4000 Model robotons have, deep in their programming, a flaw that will eventually drive them insane. Under their dictatorial thumb, the future can only be described as hell on earth.

Thank God we managed to escape in our time buggy, so that there is ample time to correct this problem. Wait, is this the first post? What about the one about President Hopkins killing that bear in Kuwait? Oh, No! We have gone too far back! The world is doomed!

No. Wait. I have an idea. WE will have to publish this site. We will have to fill it with comics, movie reviews and Raju deceptions. And when The North Atlantic Union forces all registered voters to read the site (2016 if I remember my history class correctly), we can warn the globe of its impending doom.

Well, here goes nothing!