Well, you dimwits. The time has come. It’s time you meet a long lost friend of mine, a friend that began it all for me. A friend that first got me into writing over eight years ago. It’s time that you meet Ralph.
Ralph is an alter ego character that I created during the MySpace days. I began Photoshopping my head onto various bodies and gave myself snaggly teeth, crossed eyes, big ears, and crazy costumes. I posted the Photoshop images to MySpace, and a star was born. Ralph became a cult sensation. I had people all across the world following along with Ralph’s misadventures, until one day, I took the site down completely. Ralph disappeared over night. It was a sad farewell.
I tried to resurrect Ralph several times over the years unsuccessfully, including on this blog back when very few people were reading. I figured I’d give it another shot and see where it goes. Maybe it will end up at the bottom of the lake.
In a nutshell, Ralph is a fiesty, fiery, 15 year old trapped in a 28 year old’s body. He loves beef jerky, dungeons and dragons, WWF wrestling, ZZ Top, and game shows, including his favorite game show of all time “Love Connection” hosted by Chuck Woolery. Ralph lives in the basement of his Gram and Pap’s country home in western Pennsylvania. He fights mightily with his combative Pap, Uncle Rodger, and cousins. For a further introduction and more photos, click the link here.
I have a bunch of old Ralph material that I might dust off and polish. We’ll see. But for now, I’ll leave you with a few poems that Ralph wrote since I was talking about poetry in the previous post. Hope you enjoy.
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“Uncle Rodger’s Hunting Cabin”
The one thing about
Uncle Rodger’s hunting cabin
Is that it’s always cozy
He keeps the temperature
Always nice, never too toasty
After a long day of hunting
Might be deer
Might be some caribou
He always treats us kindly
He up and says, “Here, yinz want some brews?”
We kick back a couple cold ones
Have some delicious beef jerky treats
On the fold out couch bed
That’s where Uncle Rodger lets me sleep
Now this one time
I screamed, “Hey Rodger, I seen a rat!”
Uncle Rodger says, “Now Ralph.
We can’t have none of that.”
He whips out a humongous 12 gauge
I couldn’t believe my eyes
As Uncle Rodger lit up the whole damn place
I says, “Holy crap Uncle Rodger!
You’re making holes in the walls!”
He just up and laughs
And then he says, “Ralph, ain’t we havin a ball.”
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“Home Sweet Motorhome”
I bet yinz will be jealous
To hear I went cross country in Uncle Rodger’s motorhome
I don’t blame yinz one bit
Missin out on them spacious skies and mountain domes
Gram was majorly upset
She couldn’t come along cause of a mild stroke
I had to rub it in on that one
I says to her “Na na na na na” just to get her yoke
Uncle Rodger gave the camper a tune up before we left
We was ready to rock ‘n roll
I called out, “Shotgun!”
But Rodger says, “Sit in the back with your cousin Joel.”
Joel’s feet smelled like onions
So I asked to switch with Pap at every single stop
Pap says, “Nice try Ralph.”
So I was stuck in the back with my cousin’s smelly socks
Other than that
The trip was goin’ just as smooth as could be
That was until Uncle Rodger swerved
Tryin to avoid a pack of them wild coyotes
We ran clear off the road
We was headed straight for a big ole’ ditch
I screamed for Uncle Rodger to gun it
He says, “Shut up in the back you son of a monkey’s tit!”
The camper was bent all to hell
Joel was cryin’ and Uncle Rodger was mad as a toad
I said, “See Uncle Rodger.
Shoulda’ let me ride shotgun to navigate the road.”
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OMGosh, please for the love of all, bring Ralph back, otherwise I am destined to live a sheer life of boredom down here in Hadesville, temp 100 and rising. Just the site of snowshoes on a backdrop and air raging through after that shotgun blast was enuf to get my hopes up.
Please. I beg you…
100 and rising, yikes! That’s sounds awful, but it reminds me of a Johnny Cash song…something about 6 feet and rising, I think? I love Johnny Cash. And you, my dear. I’ll think I’ll give Ralph a dusting and break him out from time to time. Yee-haw!
You have no idea how happy I am to see “Ralph”!!!!! YAY!!!!!!
The reason people lost interest in Ralph is because MTV went out and found the real ones, then gave them a TV show. Unfortunately for Ralph, nothing can substitute for the genuine article.
True, true, Mike! Damn that MTV, corrupting the minds of our youth. If only they had wholesome programming like VH1 with shows like “Flavor of Love.” That show was the bomb diggity.
I watched every night just to see what time it was.
BION I’m imsepsred! Cool post!
What an awesome way to explain this-now I know everything!
These are hilarious pics!!! :)
Thanks! Yeah, I have about 100 more of them. Ralph is a card. I’ll have to break out some more old stuff and maybe write up some new stuff. I’m thinking of a guest blogger post from Ralph outta do the trick. :)
I am going to have to send you a pic of a character I dressed up as one time. . . .I think he and Ralph are brothers!!