I had a beautiful idea the other night. Whether people do it or not, I've always wanted others to call me C-Dilly. I do it myself some times, but those around me have yet to pick that up and carry it to the promised land. Friday night, I discovered that if I could finally get people to start calling me C-Dilly, then that would lead to another great nickname: the Pickle. It'd probably start out as C-Dill Pickle, but I think eventually, we could just drop the first part and I'd be known exclusively as the Pickle.
Imagine how I could accessorize with that sort of nickname. I'm thinking green shoes, a Vlasic t-shirt, and a belt with a pickle holster. Also, and I don't want to reveal too much here, there are some serious catch-phrase opportunities here. I'd share them, but I know that if I did, I'd be seeing them on The OC in a week. Little known fact, but most of the jokes that appear on any Fox show were ripped verbatim from Goulash. That's neither here nor there, though.
Monday morning, I encourage all of you crazed jungle cats to hit up Haypenny to see a little bit of the old Pickle magic. I haven't been whoring myself quite as much lately to other websites because, shhhh, I'm working on something. It shall remain a secret until I unleash it upon the world like the snaring spawn of hell that it is. Speaking of hell spawns, the comments for the last entry on CarlosJacott.com have been rippin' and a-roarin'. Get in on the fun before I get served with the Cease and Desist order.
Posted by Cody at January 18, 2004 1:51 PM