Can I do a regular Skeletor laugh? Yes, and I do it regularly. This takes the impression to the next level.
Can I do a regular Skeletor laugh? Yes, and I do it regularly. This takes the impression to the next level.
My son has big hands and and a mother who loves him, and this poem is a true story.
From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
After I got my very large duck impression down, I wanted to expand my range, so I added Columbo Duck.
I think about this every time I put on my headphones and speak into my mic. An audio-only impression.
I’ve seen lots of men who don’t want to believe in coincidence because it would mean they couldn’t take credit for their fortune, however, I don’t think they’ve thought through the theological implications.
From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
We were late to church, which was my fault, but I didn’t know teen missionaries would be speaking, drawing a weird crowd, and that God would totally abandon us.
Out of a terrible tragedy sprung one of my all-time great impressions. Almost made the trip to the emergency room worth it.
From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
Bless all the dad’s who coach teams so that others don’t have to. I hope those once-in-shape warriors find what they’re looking for.
My friend told me the difference between the American (my word) or Yankee (his word) and the Canadian could be summed up by comparing the Cowboy and the Mountie. For Phil.
I thought the kid would feel embarrassed the next morning when he realized he was the inspiration for this poem. Instead was flattered and thanked me.
With all due respect to the twenty-year-old missionary, I think we need to revisit the notion of dramatic conversion.
From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
I don’t know. A phrase was stuck in my head so I wrote a poem about it when I should’ve been helping in the church library.
They say there are two types of people in the world and never the twain shall meet.
With all due respect to Thoreau, Emerson, or any other weirdos lurking in the bushes …