I finished dessert and expected to see a deserted desert out my spaceship window. But a full blown festival had sprung up behind the barricades before we landed on hardened California sand. I remained on board in quarantine but Jimmy Fallon conducted a virtual interview with me from his Hollywood office:
Jimmy: Welcome to Earth, Lem. Is that what you prefer to be called?
Lem: No, I prefer King of Lemmingo.
Jimmy: So you are Royalty?
Lem: No, but I would prefer to be. Elvis, Martin Luther, and Kong were all Kings.
Jimmy: Your English is quite good. Where did you learn it?
Lem: In the cafeteria.
Jimmy: What is your favorite food?
Lem: On spacecraft, I like Lemmingade. On Mars, I craved Marshroom Soup. On Lemmingo, every day I ate Holdencram, a combination of plants, moss, grass, bark, and twigs. Generally two cousins would hold me and cram it down my throat.
Jimmy: On Earth, look out for horseradish which is neither horse nor radish. We call it Liar Food. Ultimately, what made you leave Lemmingo?
Lem: The barber kept changing the part in my hair without consulting me.
Jimmy: That is annoying. On earth, when buying your pants, look out for the alteration expert who always makes trousers too tight. What did you like best on Lemmingo?
Lem: The cars run on hazelnuts. Macadamia nuts for premium.
Jimmy: That sounds expensive. Yeah, I’ve got an idea for a car that runs on Bald Eagle heads and Faberge Eggs. What are you planning to do on earth after you get settled, Lem?
Lem: I would like to get involved with Baseball.
Jimmy: Be careful. Plutonium baseball caps are now the number one link to brain cancer. Stay tuned. We will be back after a commercial break.
“Elvin, Martin Luther and Kong”… so good!
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Thanks for visiting.
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The interviewer and interviewee appear to be in total sync. Is that good or bad? I think Earth may have more aliens than we think. 🙂
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Maybe that is what Earth needs!
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I’m filling up on some hi-grade piss- pistachio.
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Think of the efficiency if we could fuel our vehicles with piss.
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Thats not so nutso. It’s recycling- clean and yellowy green.
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LOL! No commercial break, I want more King of Lemmingo!
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The King of Lemmingo may have to start appearing the commercials.
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This was an enjoyable read
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Thank you, Matt. Always good to hear.
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such good practical advice being shared
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You must be confusing this Blog with yours!😎
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like how much you can write with a pencil before the lead runs out?
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All hail the King of Lemmingo. That reminds me of one of my sixth-graders who signed all his work “Jason the Genius.” 🤣
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I am hoping Jason turned out to be one of your success stories.
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Try getting Jimmy to play two truths and a lie with you or something. He’s good at that stuff.
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I am betting you are good at that stuff too.
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I’m ok at the lying part.
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maybe you can be the person to rescue baseball and return it to its glory days…
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I would like to write a book about baseball some day.
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maybe you should ask that Stamper guy – I’ve heard he wrote some fantastical tale about the Seattle Mariners winning the World Series…
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If I remember right, those too-tight trousers they make on earth—they are known as motel pants.
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Yes, KCS, they have no ballroom.😎
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I remember Mom’s Holiday Holdencram, but I think she added raisins. Seriously though, this continues to entertain, my friend!
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Holiday Holdencram.😎 Seriously though, raisins improve any meal. I add them to my cereal every morning.
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What a horrible barber! I hope they have the death penalty on Lemmingo.
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The problem: one execution leads to long lines of Lemmingolians at the guillotine.
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I suppose that could be a problem.
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Love all those novelty food you got there. I am sure they are all healthy choices.
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Ohhh, my mother used to make holdencram. She called it potato soup, but that was a serious mislabeling
I think I’ll start to identify as a King too. My preferred pronoun is Your Royal Highness. Now bring me some hasenpfeffer.
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We are scrambling to find rabbits for the king!
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