Enter the Liberace....!

by SJHundak/S.J.Willing
originally published at 04:46PM on Thursday, July 19, 2007

“Well we’ll get around to the zoo later. Let me finish this speech. Four score and…”

“Hello darlings!”

“Whoa, Abe! Keep that thing away from me.”

“Mike it’s just a guy, I think. A guy with, curly hair and lots of, well, huge enormous rings.”

“You like my rings?” Liberace smiled. “You ought to, you bought them.”

Abe and Mike cower before Liberace’s laughter.

“Now, dears, where’s my piano? Can’t have the Gettysburg address without some decent music. What shall we have now…”

“Good God man, you can’t have music at a serious time like this.”

“Squish him Abe, like you did Yoda.”

Abe tenderly strokes his broken nose. “Uhm, no, but I will call forth the Pledge of allegience”

“Alright! Pull out the heavy guns Abe.”

“Here we have it,” three hefty men pull a gold and diamond studded piano over the local mud pool. “How about my latest rendition of Twelth Street Rag. Bound to bring tears to your eyes, if not something else.”

“Man, that stings like a butterfly and floats like a bee.”




  • from YodaOnCrack:

    In Liberace’s own inimitable words – “When the reviews are bad, I cry all the way to the bank.” Funny stuff! : )

  • from Mask By The Moon:

    Oh. My. Gosh. I canNOT beleive that you people took all of this from what I thought would make you all think I was smoking something. WHOO !

  • from One Time, One Chance:


  • from SJHundak/S.J.Willing:

    LOL thanks guys… guess I’d better put this smoke down…



  • from Sophia D'Soleil:

    hehe, maybe i’m retarded but i like this! .