All he would have to do is grab the skinny fuck with his trunk, slam him to the ground and split him open like a watermelon. He could take a monster dump and stamp on his opposing contenstant and then ...... strut off to the jungle.
I have checked with my lawyers regarding copywright and patent concerns....the bottom line is, I can say what another has often said, without legal repercussions. And, so, I will, as regards this video......
not fair the elephant got 2 balloons with one dart ......i want to know how many humans were wounded teaching him that trick how do we know he's not going to come to america and throw stuff at us!!! we must strike first!!!!!!!
My father had an elephant calf when we lived in Burma 20 years ago. He was an advisor to the local timber industry and took an orphan baby home.
It could be taught to do just about anything with a little patience. I used to ride on its back and pretty soon it got used to my commands. What an intelligent animal it was. I never had it throwing darts though!
I remember one day when I was about seven years old, I went out to the compound and found it had been eaten by a tiger.
Capture and cage tiger. Fatten tiger with the remains of a cute baby elephant, preferably Dumbo. Add parts of Las Vegas tiger-taming duo. When tiger grants its permission, remove its loin. Saute in fresh tears of grief and rage.
Prepare grill with Barbie Doll. Douse breasts and thighs of doll with lighter fluid and ignite. When flames reach fever pitch, place tiger loin on doll and cook until tiger loin is crusty black.
Serve with collard greens and a RC Cola. Bon Appetit!
A capital idea, albeit a somewhat impractical one, as the undue attention given this cuddly creature has driven Panda Lard prices sky high, second only to Panda Placenta, a delicacy in its own right. I employ the Firm of Private Poachers Limited (www.privatepoachers.com) to procure such rare kitchen commodities.
Alas, I must trundle off to slumber, as an evening of medicinal cheroots and Poire William has left me insensate, with only thoughts of Lord Mountbatten and his raucous monkey table parties to sooth my troubled brow.
The "medicinal cheroots" mentioned in your above post put me in mind of a somewhat amusing incident.
However, because I smoked them, I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.
Ah, Camuck, I see you are on Moron Patrol. I can only imagine how a man of your high intelligence might bristle at the postings that fall below your strict standards. But this comment insolently insults all of Glumbertia. What are the grounds for your eloquent condemnation?
Comments (59)
To post a comment, you need to login or signup.