Saturday, November 17, 2007
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Inside: Photos of eyeballs, bees, eyeballs, blue hands, and eyeballs. Also inside: Thoughts I want you to read and to live by and, when especially inspired, to set to opera. Also inside: my fight against vegetable tyranny. Just a little something I do so you don’t have to. You're welcome. Come on in and get your jibber jabber on!
4 comments:
Is this a corn dog box?
Yes, that is exactly what it is. A corn dog box.
corn dogs. the stick bothers me. i'm not a fan of food with sticks. or kabobs.
Oh, am I good or am I good? Actually, I only can pick out what that was because I have children who love getting corn dogs when Dad is out of town. And I must admit that I do like corn dogs. Especially dipped in mustard.
So I take it that you would pass on the cheesecake on a stick that my dad had at the Texas State Fair.
What about popsicles or DillyBars?
okay, so you caught me. i'm not consistent in my anti-stick ideology.
chocolate, or chocolate covered ice cream, on anything is good with me--chop sticks, thorn bushes, cattle prongs.
i've got to say that i don't mind the food that comes on a stick. it can be just fine. it's the stick itself that troubles me.
and, yes, once again you impress.
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