ferretmad... Happy Birthday :D

[yukkabelle]

[greta]

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ferretmad!! May this be your best birthday ever and may you have many, many more. Birthday hugs, Greta

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[huronna]

That tag is a hoot Beastmaster

[pauljmsn]

(The scene is in the corporate offices of Mustelid Comics. Inc. Skippy, Skippy, Skippy and Skippy – the Albino ferret CEOs of the comic book publisher (along with Slippy, a Blaze ferret CEO) are brooding over the company’s declining sales figures.)

Skippy: What’s taking them so long!? They should have come up with something by now!

Skippy: Take it easy. Designing a new comic book character takes time, you know.

Skippy: But this is critical. Whatever they come up with has to be good enough to sell or the company will go bankrupt!

Slippy (who is deaf): Eh?!

Skippy (loudly in Slippy’s ear): Don’t worry about it!!

(Suddenly the door bursts open. In rushes Skippy, the house artist, and Skippy, the house writer. Skippy is carrying a sketch of a comic-book superhero.)

Skippy and Skippy: Particle Man! Particle Man! (The executive Skippys look mystified.)
Skippy: Doin' the things a particle can! (The exec Skippys look at the drawing, start to look interested, then enthusiastic.)
Executive Skippy: What's he like?
Executive Skippy: It's not important! (Softly, as he looks at the sketch) Particle Man…
Executive Skippy: Is he a dot or is he a speck?
Executive Skippy: When he's underwater does he get wet?
Executive Skippy: Or does the water get him instead?
Skippy and Skippy (looking at each other and shrugging their shoulders): Nobody knows.
Executive Skippy (decisively): Particle Man!

Executive Skippy: What else you got? You got a supervillain?

Writer Skippy (nodding): Triangle Man!
Executive Skippy: Triangle Man?!
Artist Skippy: Triangle Man hates Particle Man!
Writer Skippy: They have a fight, Triangle wins!
Skippy and Skippy: Triangle Man!

(Another Skippy bursts into the room. The Skippys watch him as he dances around the room playing an accordion, then leaves. They shrug it off.)

Executive Skippy: I like it. Initial win for the bad guy; that’s always a sure seller. What else you got?

Writer Skippy: Universe Man!
Executive Skippy: Universe Man?
Artist Skippy: Size of the entire universe, man!
Writer Skippy: Usually kind to smaller man.
Artist Skippy (pulling out another sketch of a costumed character): Universe Man!
Writer Skippy (pointing something out on the drawing to executive Skippys): He's got a watch with a minute hand, Millennium hand and an eon hand!
Artist Skippy: When they meet it's a happy land!
Executive Skippy: Powerful man, Universe Man?

(Writer Skippy and Artist Skippy nod.)

Writer Skippy: Oh, yeah, we’ve got a sidekick for Particle Man, too! Comic relief, ya know?

Artist Skippy: Person Man!
Executive Skippy: Person Man?
Artist Skippy: Hit on the head with a frying pan!
Writer Skippy: Lives his life in a garbage can!
Executive Skippy (thoughtfully): Person Man…
Executive Skippy: Is he depressed or is he a mess?
Executive Skippy: Does he feel totally worthless?
Executive Skippy: Who came up with Person Man?
Slippy (frowning at sketch): Degraded Man?
Executive Skippy (loudly in Slippy’s ear): Person Man!!

Executive Skippy: Okay, but what about, umm…?
Writer Skippy: Triangle Man?
Executive Skippy (nodding): Triangle Man.
Artist Skippy: Triangle Man hates Person Man
Writer Skippy: They have a fight, Triangle wins!
Skippy and Skippy: Triangle Man!

Executive Skippy: Hey, wait a minute! Where does the Cannon fit into all of this?

Skippy and Skippy: The Cannon?

(Door opens and Murphy – the handsome Sable ferret dressed in the red serge of the RCMP – Sammy – a Dark-Eyed White ferret wearing a black yarmulke with red trim – and Clarissa - a Cinnamon ferret carrying a little Albino kit named Levi - walk in. They are followed by Max, another Sable ferret with his hind legs in a wheelchair device. Max is nonchalantly towing the large Civil War cannon behind him; this is fantasy, he can do anything.)

Murphy: Yeah, the Cannon. We’ve been waiting outside waiting for our cue. “Be sure to give us a decent segue!” we said. “Sure, no problem”, you said. But do we hear anything that comes close to a segue? Nooooo. You clowns start to deconstruct some weird song. Nothing where a cannon fits!

Skippy: Um… well, it’s a surreal song. What’s the point of a segue?

(Murphy and Sammy look at each other.) Murphy: Ah. Right. Can’t argue with that. Well, we’re here for the birthday salute in any case. Mind if we point this thing out the window?

Executive Skippy: Probably the best way to go. The cleaning staff would raise a fuss otherwise.

(Murphy, Sammy and Max position the Cannon at an open window. Sammy gets ready to light the fuse.)

Murphy: Okay, on my mark. Ready… aim… FIRE!!

BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!

WHOOOOOOOSSSSHHHH!!![/i][/size]

(Charge explodes at altitude, showering the Ferret message board with streamers, confetti, balloons, and M&Ms (Plain, Peanut, Ferretone, Haggis, Green Chili, Pemmican and all the popular flavors). Two banners float down beneath parachutes: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO FERRETMAD! and WHY IS THE WORLD IN LOVE AGAIN? WHY ARE WE MARCHING HAND IN HAND? WHY ARE THE OCEAN LEVELS RISING UP? HECK IF WE KNOW!! Skippy comes in with his accordion again and dances around the room playing up a storm.)

Sammy: Well, that’s another successful birthday salute! What are the Skippys doing now?

Skippy: We’re in a Road movie to Berlin.

Sammy: Okay, what about you, Murph?

Murphy: I’m going on vacation to Istanbul!

Sammy: Not Constantinople?

Max: Hold it! Hold it! Let’s not use up some perfectly good ideas here! We’ll need them for future birthdays!

Murphy: Good point. Hope everyone has a great birthday!!

Paul – going slowly but steadily mad

“Particle Man” by They Might Be Giants, who else?

[ferratootsie]

[Lily]

Happy birthday friend!
Hugs!