Funny. Satellite News doesn't mention a thing.
It is odd. Our source is the MST3K episode list on Wikipedia, I just looked at that again and I see that they have now changed that date to Nov 28, 1989, We are fools for believing anything on Wikipedia, but I suspect Jim Mallon and his legal BS have something to do with the dearth of celebration. That's why
DogKnob is prepared to offer Joel & the Bots
THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS ($300) to get back together.
This is
not a joke. We are quite serious. In order to clarify we offer the following
actual joke:
Tony's father died when he was an infant, leaving his deeply religious mother Louise to raise him alone. Louise's deepest wish was for Tony to enter the priesthood. Consequently, Tony led a very sheltered childhood and eventually entered the priesthood.
Midway through his religious education, tragedy struck when Louise, in a fit of reverent fervor, accidentally strangled herself to death with her own rosary. Tony became steadily disillusioned with the priesthood in the months following his mother's demise, eventually deciding to leave.
Upon his entry into the secular world, Tony began to realize that his sheltered upbringing had left him largely ignorant of many aspects of life most people take for granted, particularly sex. Tony had heard of "the oldest profession" and decided to visit a brothel for "educational" purposes.
Tony found what he thought to be a suitable cathouse and consulted with the Madam, who upon hearing his story said "Honey, tell you what. I'll take you upstairs myself and teach you everything you need to know." Excited, Tony followed the rubenesque Madam upstairs and into one of the bedrooms.
"OK now, honey, get undressed and lie down on the bed there," the rotund, much-older woman softly commanded. Lying naked on the rickety bed, Tony watched as she got undressed.
Heaving her nude, hefty frame on top of him, she said "now this is what we call sixty-nine." It didn't take Tony long to understand and very quickly he was simultaneously giving and receiving oral sex, experiencing sensations he had never imagined from the lips of a truly professional fellatrix.
Tony felt as if the entire universe was about to burst from his loins when suddenly the Madam blasted a most forceful gale of a fart right in his face. Shaken and coughing, Tony stopped what he was doing. "Sorry about that, honey" said the Madam, taking him back into her mouth. Tony soon forgot all about it as he was once again nearing the point of ecstacy.
Just as he felt he could hold back no longer, the Madam once again let go another terrible gaseous gust of stink-wind. This time, Tony pushed her off of him and stumbled out of bed, eyes watering. He began with much haste to get dressed.
"What's the matter, honey? Aren't you enjoying yourself?"
Tony replied "Yes, Madam. What you were doing felt better than anything I have ever felt in my life, but as the Lord is my witness, I honestly don't think I can withstand
sixty-seven more of THOSE!"
