And now, a word from our author:
http://www.vimeo.com/850858Of course you would have to know Beth to understand why we would ever brave the terrors of Texas for her wedding. I can’t really help you with that, but here is an uncompromisingly accurate biography of the bride freshly clipped from the DangerCouch MySpace Propaganda Center.
Reader Profile: BethieRose
Today Danger Fans, we are going to pay tribute to one of the greatest readers ever to stalk a VideoComedyMusicEntity like Danger Couch. We are, of course, referring to none other than BethieRose .
Born to a family of itinerate circus performers, Bethie was raised on a tiny atoll in the Pacific Ocean, on an islet so small that upon high tide, all inhabitant had to stand to their feet in order to keep their heads above the surf.
Oblivious to the hardship of her life, Bethie had a happy, yet wet, childhood, filled with the excitement and adventure known only to children at the farthest reaches of civilization. Her daily routine included shark fishing, primitive agriculture, and trapeze practice with her family.
One day a tragic jello explosion rocked the tiny atoll, leaving Bethie as the only survivor.
No one knows how long this blissful existence could have continued if fate had not intervened, but it did. One day a tragic jello explosion rocked the tiny atoll, leaving Bethie as the only survivor. Swearing vengeance upon all gelatin manufacturers, she set out on a quest the would shape the course of destiny.
She traveled around the world, studying every form of warfare available. From arm-wrestling to economics, and from Tai-chi to ping-pong, she mastered them all, studying night and day, fueled by her hunger for revenge.
However, much to her disappointment, she never found any gelatin manufactures. In a shocking development, she discovered instead that no new gelatin had been produced since 1956. Her inquiries revealed that jello and other brands had been for years, freeze-drying and repackaging the tons of uneaten jello found in school and hospital cafeteria around the world, and profiting handsomely from the recycled rubbery rubbish.
Having lived for vengeance for so long, she was lost without the possibility of retribution.
Having lived for vengeance for so long, she was lost without the possibility of retribution. Aimlessly, she drifted around the United States, taking odd jobs. In Tempe she worked as a construction foremen, in Wichita as an oral surgeon, finally she ended up in Atlantic City working as a mob enforcer.
She flourished in her new position, and as “Bethie Sweet Cheeks,” she was soon sending shutters of terror into even the most hardened criminals.
Then one day fate again intervened to change her life forever. Sitting a local emergency room with a vicious paper cut, Bethie heard a sound not usually associated with traumatic injury: she heard laughter. Slowly she hobbled over to a giggling group of doctors and nurses huddled around a computer. There her eyes first beheld the grandeur and spectacle that is Danger Couch.
Instantly, a change came over her as the fires of rage that had fueled her careers up to that point spontaneous extinguished, and a delicate flower of joy grew from the smoldering ashes. (actually, it wasn’t so delicate, it was more of a dominant, heat resistant flower that sucked the heat from the last coals of her anger.)
She left the ER a changed woman, dedicated to making the world a safer place.
Today, she works at the pentagon as a executive assistant, were she enjoys telling the generals where to go. She also does her part to spread the peace engendering comfort of Danger Couch among the military leader of the free world.
A difficult and thankless task to be sure, but Bethie is most definitely the woman for the job.
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brent, you never did say where in texas you were headed. it’s a big state.
Yet another reason not to eat jello. Marrying someone of your own choice is always best, I ended up with Hal, form 2001 a space odyssey… we have fun but he’s very controlling.
Hello? Hello? anybody here?…..
WooHoo! Party at the the Comma House!!!!
Sorry about the rug, It was LOBO’s fault. You’d think a grown man would at least make the effort to stumble his way to a bathroom. Try bleach.
And we’re taking up a collection for the curtains, maybe get you a set that isn’t so flammable.
As far as the bedroom goes, don’t freak. It’s just jello.
Oh…Welcome back.
Congrats to BethieRose!
Brent & Camille are an excellent source of all kinds of marriage advice so please bug them often.
Tyler, Texas is our fine destination and weddings are our quest.
(Okay, there’s only one that we are really interested in, it just sounds better this way.)
Is Tyler close to San Antonio? I was born in San Antonio so if you pass through there say hello to the grass and trees for me please.
Say hi to them for me too. I don’t actually know the grass and trees of San Antonio, but a lot of their relatives live around me.
Don’t look at me…I left when Lynn brought the jello out.
Yeah I’d try bleach on that hole in the wall to, that should clear that right up.