Wednesday, March 12, 2008

The Perfect Gift for your Manservant

Look what I've purchased for Enrique, my manservant. Vacuum shoes! You just walk around and wa la! Cleaning takes place. (Let's hope it takes him a while to discover the extendible toe nozzle feature! I think he might not ever finish in the underpantsatorium if he finds out about that.) I wonder if I can get him to do that ping pong ball trick for me? I wonder if Enrique has limits?

7 comments:

mwb said...

The fact that cabana boy is not an honored professional is our culture's shame.

Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

Maybe I can get a couple pairs of those and put them on the dog.

Dr. Zaius said...

OK, you're officially scaring me now. You're manservant Enrique will now be able to walking around on the ceiling! How unsettling.

Germaine Gregarious said...

mwb I continue to encourage Enrique to unionize. He won't though, and I'm beginning to suspect that it's because, being afraid of heights, he's afraid of standing on the table with the "UNION" sign.

jon your dog sucks.

dr. zaius not anti-gravity shoes! vacuum shoes. Though there are some cobwebs in the tippy top corners he might pole vault at.

Dr. Zaius said...

With vacuum shoes Enrique will be able to walk on the ceiling, just like James Bond did with suction cups when he snuck into Blofeld's fake volcano in "You Only Live Twice." Curse you, Tiger Tanaka! By the way, You have been tagged. (My sincerest apologies.)

Comrade Kevin said...

Are you implying that everyone needs a manservant?

angry ballerina said...

And to think I missed these just short of my b day....
fuck