Coleman is ridiculous.

OK, so last night I randomly checked my obsolete hotmail account, and lo and behold there was a bunch of crap in it from months ago. I hadn't even known that it was activated. So anyway, there was one set of emails that particularly amused me.

The first of that set was from a friend named Mandy, which had also been cc-ed to another friend, Coleman. It went a little something like this. Or exactly like this. God bless copy-paste.

hey guys.

just wanted to ask a small favor of you. september is coming, and though i am home now, i need a place to live in the fall (curses on the graduating roomates!). the prospects are...limited, to say the least. so if you know anyone who needs a roomate, or, even better, anyone who has a room they need to fill, could you please let me know?? or mention me to them?? if you can vouch for their character, that's fine, you can just pass on my email, phone number, tell them to add me to msn, anything. getting a little freaked out at the idea of living in a carboard box somewhere. haha.

thanks guys,
mandy

And the other one was Coleman's reply, which he cc-ed to me, probably because he thought he was hilarious.

Hello Mandy.... this is Colonel Brown Pantsmanship. And I know of a place where you could live and habitate where. Its umm, at the corner of Allandale road and umm..... Carcham street. The rent is very cheap.. Soo cheap in fact that you might as well send 100$ too my pal Coleman and Im sure that will take care of all the financialitiessss. So yeah, cheap rent, at a wicked place on someplace I made up that I think you will love. By the way there is a handling fee of 100$ that you just might as well send to coleman as well. He's a cool guy Im sure you are aware. So good luck at you new sweet place and hurries with the moneys.

Your friend....
Some guy coleman Knows (Not Pat, or Colonel Brown Pantsmanship)

IIIIIII loves it.

My first and last, one and only "Snakes on a Plane" spoof...

OK, so yeah, I suck... but my new, non-broken computer will be ready soon. Just like the urethra and a pair of testicles, the parts are in the mail. (To obscure a pun? Whatever...)

BUT, in the meantime, I feel like posting this up. I was just up all night making this poster to advertise the first UN meeting this week.

More later. I promise you that, oh vastly void I call the interweb.


Fuckin' "Snakes on a Plane" with Kofi Annan of the United Nations... oh yeah.