Monty by Jim Meddick for June 06, 2014
Transcript:
Like any good hunter, I return to the last known location of my prey... The porta loo. And after surveying the terrain, I choose the perfect blind... The porta loo itself!... We shall enter and await the chupacabra! Jarvis, I'm beginning to suspect it was unnecessary to apply our buck hunter musk sent masking spray... Sir, may I have permission to dry heave?
Eww! I don’t even like to walk within twenty feet of one of those stinky, filthy port-a-loos. And, even more, it is not a “perfect blind,” because it is not possible to see out of it as long as the door is closed! D’oh!