Monday, March 30, 2009

The Deej Goes to Sundance


It's me, Lucky the Goldfish. Some time ago, the Deej went to the Sundance Film Festival (he wouldn't take me, for some reason), and I figured he'd post it on the blog sooner or later, but he never did. He wouldn't talk about it much when I asked him, either. This week, when he went to the field, he left his camera behind, the camera he took to Sundance, and I thought maybe I'd take a look--


This is the look Deej gets when he's having his picture taken, because he thinks it makes him look tough. I think it makes him look constipated. What do you think?


And this is some big face walking down the street. I don't know what that is...oh, wait! I think it's a fish! A fellow fish! Hey there, fish friend! (He looks so sad! I just wanna give him a big hug...but I don't have arms anymore. That makes me sad...maybe he's sad because he doesn't have arms.)


Here he is looking constipated again. He mentioned that he stood in line for a while trying to get into a movie, but didn't get in. I bet this is from when he was in line. He sure looks like a Mr. Grumpypants, doesn't he? Well, he is one. He is so moody, like, all the time. In fact, if you look close, he kinda looks like he's gonna cry. I bet he's gonna cry cuz he's not gonna get to see that movie.


I, um, guess he really, really hearts Cafe Bustelo...


Mm, I really don't like it when the Deej hangs out with other enchanted animals besides me. He's getting a little too friendly with that cow...


What the...? Oh, I get it: He didn't wanna talk about Sundance because he was ashamed--he left behind his goldfish so he could go hit on hot she-bears! That jerk! I shoulda known! Give him a couple of beers and he's chasing the first cursed princess he sees. Rrrgggghhh!!! That is it, Deej! That is it!! Our ambiguous relationship is so over! I never really liked you anyway! And I hope that she-bears's boyfriend showed up and totally ripped you a new one!!


Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!

So, I guess that was Deej at Sundance. And the moral of the story is...um...don't hit on she-bears at Sundance. And buy tickets ahead of time. The end.
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