Starring: Matt Bomer as Guy Handsome, Jared Leto as Joe Handsome and Special Guest Star Rosario Dawson as the Goddess Pele.
Guest stars: Orlando Bloom, America Ferrera, Seth Green, Ashton Kutcher, Jasika Nicole and Jewel Stait
“Dammit, I'm mad!” Pele vented.
Of her bearers, ten dip a rapid net. Now she has fish to serve! So many dynamos.
She sets the Gateman's nametag.
Guy and Joe come and are impressed into tending bar and waiting.
“I prefer pi.” Joe confides to his brother.
“ Yo! Banana boy!” Pele calls to Guy. She wishes to know of the fruit salad.
“ No lemons, no melon.” Guy calls back to the goddess.
The guests begin to arrive.
Ed calls out: “All erotic, I lose lame female solicitor Ella.”
Al lets Della call Ed, Stella.
Betty delights in fresh caught fish! “Doc, note, I dissent, A fast never prevents a fatness. I diet on cod.”
"Bed stress!" asserts Deb. “Deny me not; atone, my Ned.”
Joe to Guy confides: “ Red rum, sir, is murder.”
“Party Boobytrap!” Guy agrees.
Cut to commercial: Fringe. A show for peeps who like palindromes! Walternate? Peter and Re-Peter! Olivia and Fauxlivia!
Nate bit a Tibetan. He did, eh? “Tulsa nightlife: filth, gin, a slut.” Egad, an adage!
Poor Dan is in a droop. Evil olive. “Ed, I help pink nipple hide,” but Ed is on no side.
Giselle shouts: “Doom an evil deed, liven a mood. Egad! No bondage!”
Drab as a fool, as aloof as a bard, sh! Tom sees moths.
"Am I mad, eh?" Giselle sighed, "Am I, Ma?"
Pele rejoices! “Go hang a salami! I'm a lasagna hog!”
Guy and Joe hasted to comply. Heared sipping a sneaked snort, “Lager, sir, is regal.”
"Too hot to hoot. Top spot." Party hearty at Pele's palace of Palindromes.
22 March, 2011
Tonight's Episode: “Hang Loose”
Starring: Matt Bomer as Guy Handsome, Jared Leto as Joe Handsome and Special Guest Star Rosario Dawson as the Goddess Pele. Guest Starring: Johnny Depp
“Do we know a Thelonius Hang?” Guy asked his brother.
“Who?” Joe asked. He had not heard because of trimming a particularly painful hang nail.
“Someone hung this card on the door,” Guy tossed it to his brother,
“Do you suppose we should hang around and wait for him?” Joe asked, because the card was printed on a linen stock, which was heavy and spoke of someone with taste. Which, considering the fact that neither of them had given in to shirts today... “You didn't try to wear a shirt on today did you?”
“Hang that,” Guy replied. “Haven't even looked at a shirt.
So they decided to hang out and wait for their unexpected guest.
Thelonius Hang had heard of the Handsome brothers as two gentlemen who were hung for cash, and who could be depended on for odd jobs done well. If somewhat bizarrely. Oddly enough on his way to meet the fellows he had had several encounters with first, a smoking hot mama in a magma red sun dress that hung and clung as if by magic, and following that he managed to be in the wrong place at the right time to be showered by every sprinkler between his hotel and the Cottage Handsome.
Joe was banging on his escape key as his laptop had managed to hang up during a search for the name of their visitor.
Guy was messing about with a ukelele someone had thrown out near their Pedicabs, felt he was getting the hang of it. He stopped mid-strum as a man who had, just by the sight of him, to be Thelonius Hang.
His silk suit hanging with moisture stuck to his every contour. Thelonius offered a moist hand to the brothers, “you will have to forgive my appearance.” He grinned all his teeth at the shirtless duo. Had he been a cat, his form would have disappeared, leaving the smile hanging in the air.
Cut to Commercial: Hangers. We use them and abuse them, but do we ever take the time to appreciate them? Without them, our clothes would be creased, or we would all walk around with little peg lumps in the fabric from where they hung on hooks.
“Hang on,” Guy said, “let me get you a towel and something dry.” He returned with several shirts on hangers.
“Hang it all, I had wanted to make a better first impression on you both,” Thelonius stated. “I would like to hire you.”
And soon, Joe and Guy Handsome found themselves suspended from hang-glilders, snapping pictures of sails and rigging of every masted vessel they could see.
Hang, it seemed was no hanger on, but a hardware engineer whose pulleys held and hoisted half the canvas in the known world, but whose fear of heights put him at a disadvantage when he needed to see his hardware hung.
As he sat and sipped his amazingly rum free drink, the mysterious dark haired lady with the flowing couture hung over the railing behind his chair and said, “Mind if I hang out?”
"I would love that, but I will only be here until those hang gliders land." He pointed to the aerially hung Handsomes.
For the rest of the day he hung on her every word, since there turned out to be a heck of an updraft.
Pele wanted to make certain she found out if Hang was loose.
Our next episode: Pele loves Palindromes
“Do we know a Thelonius Hang?” Guy asked his brother.
“Who?” Joe asked. He had not heard because of trimming a particularly painful hang nail.
“Someone hung this card on the door,” Guy tossed it to his brother,
“Do you suppose we should hang around and wait for him?” Joe asked, because the card was printed on a linen stock, which was heavy and spoke of someone with taste. Which, considering the fact that neither of them had given in to shirts today... “You didn't try to wear a shirt on today did you?”
“Hang that,” Guy replied. “Haven't even looked at a shirt.
So they decided to hang out and wait for their unexpected guest.
Thelonius Hang had heard of the Handsome brothers as two gentlemen who were hung for cash, and who could be depended on for odd jobs done well. If somewhat bizarrely. Oddly enough on his way to meet the fellows he had had several encounters with first, a smoking hot mama in a magma red sun dress that hung and clung as if by magic, and following that he managed to be in the wrong place at the right time to be showered by every sprinkler between his hotel and the Cottage Handsome.
Joe was banging on his escape key as his laptop had managed to hang up during a search for the name of their visitor.
Guy was messing about with a ukelele someone had thrown out near their Pedicabs, felt he was getting the hang of it. He stopped mid-strum as a man who had, just by the sight of him, to be Thelonius Hang.
His silk suit hanging with moisture stuck to his every contour. Thelonius offered a moist hand to the brothers, “you will have to forgive my appearance.” He grinned all his teeth at the shirtless duo. Had he been a cat, his form would have disappeared, leaving the smile hanging in the air.
Cut to Commercial: Hangers. We use them and abuse them, but do we ever take the time to appreciate them? Without them, our clothes would be creased, or we would all walk around with little peg lumps in the fabric from where they hung on hooks.
“Hang on,” Guy said, “let me get you a towel and something dry.” He returned with several shirts on hangers.
“Hang it all, I had wanted to make a better first impression on you both,” Thelonius stated. “I would like to hire you.”
And soon, Joe and Guy Handsome found themselves suspended from hang-glilders, snapping pictures of sails and rigging of every masted vessel they could see.
Hang, it seemed was no hanger on, but a hardware engineer whose pulleys held and hoisted half the canvas in the known world, but whose fear of heights put him at a disadvantage when he needed to see his hardware hung.
As he sat and sipped his amazingly rum free drink, the mysterious dark haired lady with the flowing couture hung over the railing behind his chair and said, “Mind if I hang out?”
"I would love that, but I will only be here until those hang gliders land." He pointed to the aerially hung Handsomes.
For the rest of the day he hung on her every word, since there turned out to be a heck of an updraft.
Pele wanted to make certain she found out if Hang was loose.
Our next episode: Pele loves Palindromes
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