Monday, May 17, 2004

My Long-Lost Cousin 

This just in: apparently, way back when in the 1930s, a family living in an isolated farmhouse on the Isle of Man was entertained, thrilled, and ultimately annoyed by a rarely-glimpsed but often-heard talking mongoose who called himself Gef.

I hereby claim kinship with Gef on behalf of the Geffen family, all of us having been called "Gef" or "Geffy" at some point in our lives.

I am proud to be associated with this, possibly the stupidest and least-scary "paranormal phenomenon" of all time. And now I return to the terrifying tale of the Haunted Dissertation, in which I unfortunately play a major role.

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