"It is called Purple Turkey Onion Monkey and came about in one of those random office boredom day conversations with a Gentleman Caller, and now is embodied in both art form and spoken / shouted ringtone (incorporating an excitable 'Woo Hoo!' at the end), which drives my other house sharers batty. Apparently, PTOMs are somewhat mischievous and have been known to lurk outside our office buildings waiting to strike as one departs the building."
Purple Turkey Onion Monkey is notable by his home-madeness, and therefore a Strong Contender.
Perhaps Kitten can tell us what PTOM is reaching for with his enormously long arm? An elusive Gentleman Caller, perhaps? Or maybe an enormous bunch of purple onions? Who can tell.Well done, Working Kitten!
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I votes for that a one.
I *used* to be seven years old. It was great. Now, through NO FAULT OF MY OWN, I am thirty-two.
TD - That sucks doesn't it? Same thing happened to me, well almost.
The gentleman caller and I have discussed and have ascertained that either :
A) The PTOM is reaching up to pet a floofy pink giraffe in a tutu on the roof or . . .
B) The risque shelf in the newsagents (he's a very lonely monkey apparently)
Oh, and Johnnyboy, you are clearly a man of discernible taste.
J-Boy, I do not Recall saying that the Winner would be open to the public vote. However, I will bear your nomination in mind whilst making the final decision somewhere towards the end of this month.
Kitten, I rather think it's (b). Is it the legs that put the other monkeys off? (Johnnyboy does indeed have excellent taste, by the way. Do not ask me how I know this; it is Merely My Instinct.)
TD - Fucking EXACTLY. Post to follow when I've stopped being cross about it. And anyway, I've got a terrible headache after a long conversation with Job Centre Plus (?) this afternoon. I will be able to Write About It tomorrow once I've had a little lie down.
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