Thursday, July 06, 2006

Do you ever wonder...

What it would be like to lead a ragtag burlesque clone army? Oh the adventures and mishaps galore as me and burlesque clone army travel the universe at light speed hunting down Tiny Sajak in his interstellar fortune cookie.

And no, I didn't take my medicine today.


jamwall said...

i once chased a toll house cookie-covered wink martindale through space with the moron-tab-and-apple choir.

Mrs # Browns said...

Was 'cold kidneys' from Aus, you know moulin rouging the cancan on the highwire on cable too late to keep anyone awake? An Aussie knows showgirl's must go on.
Which was the best looking cancan dancer? The one with the boyish head, the biggest wig?

Tits McGee said...


::shakes fist::

FRITZ said...

i had a dream that i had sex with you.

and i don't even know you.

i am such a whore. who knew that burlesque would conquer sajak? whatever.

it's a relief that he'll be 'handled'. what to do about vanna....

Tumbleweed said...

I thought they showed boobies in burlesque! Show boobies Jiggs!!

KittyCat said...

babe, you(s) look hot in those mini-skinnies... do you ever get turned on by the scent of your own BO? i want you to smell yourself... SMELL IT!!

The Husband said...

whats with you and Sayjak?

amera hearts said...

that pic is actually kind of creepy....

Tumbleweed's comment was kind of creepy too!

Brookelina said...


Spinning Girl said...

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny Sajak in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can't hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny Sajak
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny Sajak in my hand

Spinning Girl said...

p.s. I have rough sex with you every night. In my head.

miss kendra said...

this whole post/comment thread is making me feel a little funny.

i think i better go take a break.

Lee Ann said...

Oh, I will have multiple "dreams" tonight Jiggsy!

jiggs said...

jamwall: we're like twins. twins in hilarity!

mrs browns: you are a wise sage. speak more of your wisdom.

tits: you made me so happy with that

fritz: it's fairly common for people that don't know me to want to sleep with me. Now when they do get to know me, unfortunately the opposite is true. Also vanna is my secret turncoat sajak informant.

tumbleweed: you're all about the boobies aren't you?

kittycat: I am smelling... and no. nothing is happening unfortunately.

carl: tiny sajak is my mortal enemy. Full sized sajak I couldn't care less about.

amera: come to the dark side! that picture is creepy for many reasons. one of which is that my clones have two left feet. literally.

brooke: you are such a tiny sajak whore.

spinner: GENIUS LEVEL!!! I'm pleased that we could finally unite tiny sajak and elton john.

p.s. I have very slow and sensual sex with you every night in my head.

miss k: you're right. this thread took a turn that I didn't anticipate. a sexy turn.

lee ann: dream away.

Tits McGee said...

I'll give you your medicine, baby.

Sysm said...


"Tiny Sajak" is a perfectly good name for a wiener. You should sell the rights.

Come to think of it, you should sell the naming rights for your own wiener.

Hack Knee Jerk said...

I am from a real smalltown in Aus. They dressed us as little german village boys in red cord bib shorts at 13 and taught us to do the cancan (it has come in handy later in life). We entertained a full house of kids. Free babysitting,as we were not paid.
I was unable to do what the others did, so they gave me a special part. I was the village idiot, did a backward summersault and mucked up the cancan. The play was called Cinderella. This is a true story.
We had sex at sunday school late at night. My mom dropped me off. What did your smalltown do?

Tony Chestnut said...

I am not for cloning and you cancan seesee why. I mean did Jiggs take some pills in vegass that make us have multi-vision, how could pills do that? He must love to dance, to want to do it so much. That is Jiggs up there on stage?? Kind of takes over the stage. Attention disorder syndrome.
I am trying to understand the sexual direction this site is heading into. Why are we getting hotballs over dancing jiggs? He looks old enough to babysit my grandchildren. Well I am a private dancer if you want me to strippergram I can. That is why I learnt the cancan, to be a big tease. I am worried about jiggs right now. Has he got actor's iniquity? Someone's bound to fall off the stage it's probability formula. Rehab is my advice.

Hack-in Jerk-off said...

I have to fess up and tell you that I was a girl when they made me dress like a german boy. I feel so embarrassed but they made us do it. Still I worked my way thru uni working nightclubs. My thighs are as big as any mans and grip so tight. Some call me the Boa Constrictor. The can can only has two steps, well I can do them all night. I learnt to be a real tease by mucking up the dance. Yeah,I'm a star and get a select crowd. The underground dancehalls and private party jobs. It's a bit on the side.

Lady Floral Scent said...

An army of dancers all looking the same. It's the face that scares most away. I think that army march is superior to the rigid steps of armies like North Korea. Where they all do the same thing but look stressed and have no free-choice. It would be so popular to march if you were always willing to fling that leg in the air, go that extra mile and get that leg up higher.
The smell of sweat can be in so many unspeakable places. Perhaps ie why men dress as women to do it. Men love sweat smells. Ass, arm pits and socks. Salute just to get a whif. Love close quarters.

jiggs said...

tits: I bet you would


hacks, lady, tony: it's like it makes so little sense that it makes total sense.