Uncle Sid's Bawdy Blog Of Fun

Sunday, November 21, 2004

NYPD Yellow

VICTIM: Elmo
SCENE OF CRIME: Sesame Street, NY
CAUSE OF DEATH: Preliminary Cause Only

INCIDENT REPORT: 911 call placed at 11.07pm. Dispatch reported that an effete voice, sounding distressed reported seeing a body lying in amongst trash cans. Presiding Officer Kowalski arrived at SOC (Sesame Street) at precisely 11.17pm. Noticing the disarray around the garbage receptacles, Kowalksi approached with gun drawn. In plain sight, he saw a red furry leg protruding from beneath a pile of waste. Closer inspection revealed blood splatter patterns on the stoop of the nearby brownstone. Kowalski called in CSI.

Kowalski began door to door interviews at 11.23pm. First to be questioned was Oscar T. Grouch, who seemed visibly shaken by the corpse near his home. Grouch claims he was engaged sexually with Sully all night. Alibi confirmed.

According to the drunken accounts of Bert Doe and Ernie Smith, they staggered past the trash cans at around 10.20pm, noticing nothing untoward. Both did however corroborate an account of a large, tall man with blood on his face loitering nervously by the pay phone at approximately 11.05pm.

At 11.46pm, Kowalski issued an APB on a 7 foot, naked yellow avian, with blood stained beak.

11.50pm, CSI confirms victim as Elmo, a four foot red muppet. He reports multiple stab wounds to the chest and face, defensive wounds to the wrists, with a fatal blow through the heart. Preliminary cause of death is Pecked To Death. Unidentified pulse remnants are found near the corpse, along with several yellow feathers.

At 11.59pm, Kowalski interviews 3rd and 4th eye witnesses who confirm Doe & Smith's account. Zoe, an under age street walker, and her pimp, Count The Count (presumed alias) also reported an incident earlier in which a tall yellow "john" solicited sex from Zoe, but reneged on the deal when he realised she was female. Pushing Zoe to the sidewalk, he fled up the street and was seen approaching Elmo, who was hooking on the corner. Count The Count confirmed his identity.

12.07pm - Kowalski issues amended APB calling for officers to be on the look out for Bernard Libovianni, aka Big Bird, aka Benny The Beak. Warrants exist on Libovianni for the suspected murders of Kermit T Frog, Miss F Piggy and Gonzo T Great, ritually murdered in June 2003 (case unsolved).

12.49pm - Libovianni is arrested on Lexington and 12th by NYPD Officer Ursula Poulson responding to a complaint of noise. Libovianni claimed he was attempting to "cooperate" with an under age rent boy who fled the scene.

STATUS: Suspect in custody.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

The Dream A Team

I had a dream about the A-Team last night. They had me repairing their van - you know, the large black van with large red stripes on the side. I did a very good job of painting it black and the red stripes looked great. But Mr.T did not appreciate my efforts. He looked at the newly painted van and said "I pity the fool who paints my van, I pity the fool."

Spoon Fed

Dearest all,

If anyone knows me, your dearest long lost brother Hindy, then you'll know I live in the Carringly Home in Eltinston. Right now, a very pretty nurse is bending down to insert a spoon of slop into my opened gob. What a charming young thing. She has the prettiest of eyes, even though I'm not sure if both are looking at me, and I suspect she uses the loose one to catch a look at Peter, the stinky chap in the corner.

I swallow this muck so she will smile at me, her lovely teeth in her sweet thin lips. She's obviously had a few scraps in her day. There's always a bald spot where some sailor has grasped her hair and yanked very hard. She's a fighter and I love that. I might ask her to marry me. If I could be sure she was a real lady and not a gent. Oh hum, bye for now.

Your brother Hindy

Bonzai Nazis

It's time to start thinking about Christmas presents again. Having spent an entire day traipsing around the shops looking for the perfect gift for everyone, I was more than pleased to stumble upon what is now a must have gift idea.

Bonzai Nazis.

Six inch, fully functioning Bonzai Nazis.

They goose step, they burn literature, they bastardise the theories of Nietzche. Everything.

I've been playing with mine for hours. There's a full set ranging from Half-Sized Hitler to Mini Mengeller. What's best about mine is that when it starts to spout hateful vitriol about the master race, I can feed him to the cat. He loves them. Apparently Nazis taste like fish.

Message from Uncle Sid ...

I'm off.

The Bawdy Blog is yours now. Do with it as you as you please.

Maybe I'll see you in a few years. Maybe I won't. I'll email you sometime I'm sure.

Love
Uncle Sid

PS: I'm going to stare at penguins.