A Fact Doo With A Whoopdi Crew!

I am the only crew. That will not do. You need to make these a hit. You don't want to see me spit. Robbie Raisin can spit far. Or I may just go to the bar. Such a hard life this racket. Maybe we'll move up a bracket.

Adam'sWhoopdi Friggin Doo
Just the facts today. Doesn't seem like he has much to say. This may be a dull show. Do we have the Jeopardy tune to give a go?

had to be #1 and #2
that will make you blue


So if you are both numbers you go blue like dreams from bad slumbers?

Hail Santa  

Okay. Is 2 words all you can say?

Everyday is now Funday 

You doubled it to four. What fun taking a funday tour.

just one more, never satisfied

Nice of you to make that five. How will our viewers make it out of this alive?

ask any area with red lights
or the internet


The internet tells the truth? Hmmm, may be better off asking Aunt Ruth.

Talk about a breakthrough

Talk about one step forward two words back. Do words you lack?

All hands on deck

Do we want to know about the deck? I hope there isn't a dust speck.

When the singing wall bass has become the magic 8ball

That was out of the blue. I guess that means you are #1 and #2?

On my planet, it is a digit that represents the value of being the top person on the comment list. 

So you are an alien spy? Upwards the ratings are now going to fly.

Flying fish do have wings

cement can be if you have some gold spray paint (kinda)

only if they have good aim

I want to BELIEVE

Only those made by House Martell, they also can't be bent or bowed.

Cloud is in Smash Bros, close enough

I hope not.

And they ghosts have never been happier

I knew it. 


Whoa. It is alien talk. I'll have to take this to Spock. We have a prober on our show giving commands. Don't buy into their demands. Resist the probing when they come across the globe glowing and strobing.

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That is how Adam knows so much. He can reach into a head, let's say head, and touch. He gets everything through his finger. He just has to let it linger. No aliens will get near me. I don't want to believe at my sea. He even hails Santa and the singing bass. I may have to watch that singing fish when it lingers near my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
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