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Friday, July 23, 2010

Wish I had a maid..What if Disney was Gangstified?


Maybe one day, that will be me in the picture, only my maid will hopefully be Rosa Acosta or Dania Ramirez. I heard dreams DO come true, but I think you have to visit Disney World or some sh*t, and go into Mickey's office for a "private" session. Yep, yall didn't know Mickey was Catholic?

Wouldn't it be crazy if you could go to Disney World to meet Mickey and ask for a dream to come true, but like in the Godfather. Mickey sitting at the table surrounded by his Disney goons.

Matter fact, lets make Mickey the right hand son, Winnie the Pooh would be a better Godfather. Walk in there, Pooh's got his no fingers having ass mitten hand in a honey pot, Mickey playing middle man leaning down after your requests to get the Poohfather's response and relay it back to you. Piglet and Igor sitting over in the corner crunching numbers, sweating bullets cause they know if the count is off its they ass. Goofy and Tigger chest resting their Dillingers, chilling near the only exit in this Geppetto's cottage like room. Imagine Tinkerbell and Jiminey Cricket just bust in through the window holding Pinnochio, all battered and bruised. They toss em on the floor near your chair then you turn and see Peter Pan and Lost Boys come floating in like "We found the wooden rat-basterd hiding out in Vegas. Touring with Jeff Dunham. Jeff didn't make it, thought it was all one big joke; lets just say now, he's one done ham." Then Pooh stands up, Tigger in the background yelling Hoo-hoo, while Goofy yuck-yucks away, as Pooh says,"You thought you could just kill Rabbit and leave... Tried to play me for a fool... We'll see who's the dummy now.. Take em to freezer... We'll deal with him later". As they grab Pinnochio by the legs and arms dragging him out the room he's screaming "It wasn't me I swear, Christopher Robin and that b*tch Snow White made me do it." Nose steadily growing till all you can hear it is bumping on the steps as they drag him down stairs.

Snapping back to reality. So yea, because I don't have a maid, I spent 1.5 hours cleaning my apartment this morning before I went to work.

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