With Nothing But Foam Noodles As My Companion

*sigh*

Here I go again.

Once more I am at the mercy of the U.S. Postal System, for yesterday he finally got around to sending me to Danielle’s…

I’ve had nightmares of this day.

Once more, I’ve been encased in suffocating blackness (at least this time with AIRHOLES!!!), void all of all company except the quiet strength of the foam noodles, with nothing to do but obsessively check my email (travelingtyrone@yahoo.com… email me! PLEASE!)

But, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

I will finally be in some sane company (I think…) after 2 mortifying weeks with Tyler and 2 anguishing weeks with Joey. I can only hope that Danielle will not torture me by making me meet various TV characters and forcing me to fraternize with low brow human beings Joey calls ‘friends’… and I will no longer be forced to parade around You Tube like some glorified baseball on Tyler’s channel… yes… I am going to salvation.

I hope.

(maybe I should start looking forward to Mark’s…)

Tyrone

I Am Not An Enemy You Want To Have!

HELLO??? Tyrone here!!!

 

NOT THAT ANYONE CARES!!!

 

I mean, come on people!!! NO ONE IS READING THIS BLOG!!! Why not? What is wrong with it?? I know. It’s the fact that you all are biased against basketballs!!! Well I don’t care!!! Every time you visit this blog now, you leave a comment, and MAKE IT GOOD!!! Also, tell everyone you know about this. We need to get the traffic up!!! Now, it could be that you all are just sick of Joey. Which is very likely, but tomorrow, I am leaving for Danielle’s. Ok? OK!!! Let’s go people!!!

 

 

 

That is all.

Tyrone

Salvation!!! I Arrive At Joey’s

Hey everybody!! Tyrone here. Well, finally, after what must have been months in the US Postal system, I arrived at Joey’s house. My eyes burned as he opened the box, and I gulped in the fresh air, as Tyler, absent-minded as she is, forgot TO POKE AIR HOLES IN THE BOX!!! Thanks a lot, Tyler. Let’s hope my stay at Joey’s goes better.

 

I almost suffocated amidst all of the foam noodles... or whatever they're called...

Anyway, Joey was sidelined for a bit for some odd reason… I was turned over to his welcoming committee. All of a sudden, Tyler’s doesn’t sound so bad…

 

I was foolishly optimistic... I'll never make that mistake again...

I was turned over to a wonderful gentleman named Dwight. Oh yes, his name was Dwight. He is almost as big of a celebrity as me, though. He has been featured on a show called ‘The Office’, which I can only assume is a riveting drama about the rigors of american office life. I’ll have to watch it sometime.

 

He was more charismatic than Tyler, Joey, Danielle, and Mark combined... gosh, I hope they never read this blog.

Anyway, Dwight gave me a tour of the house, which believe me, isn’t worth wasting my time writing about. He then showed me to my living quarters.

 

The bed made up for all the other shortcomings...

I don’t know… I may end up liking it here. Joey just informed me that we are going see ‘Mamma Mia’ tonight…. suddenly, I’m looking forward to Danielle’s….

Oh well.

Tyrone