Monty by Jim Meddick for July 18, 2009

Transcript:

Moondog says, "Whoa! Hold on! You can't fly this thing after downing all those beers!" Elvis' Head says, "Honcho's right. You boys are pickled! Som'n' else'll hafta fly this rig!" Moondog says, "But they're both wasted! Who's the desognated driver?!" Elvis' head says, "Guess they'll hafta un-paralyze you, son...I ain't got hands!" Moondog says, "But, but, I don't know how t' fly a ufo!" Elvis' head says, "Don't sweat it, man. I seen 'em do it... I reck'n I can talk y' through it..." Elvis' head says, "Ok honch, let's start by nudgin' that doohickey up yonder to th' thingamajig..."