Day 113: Holy Jesus, Mary And Joseph On A Stick
I found it! Oh my precious, my precious little gemmy. It did roll here, sometime last spring. It was so long ago, but still I smell it's sweet aroma. It's yummy, so effervescent scent was lost to me. But now, my last Malteeser, found safe and still quite round. As perfect as that day I last saw it. And here, in my cupboard it sat, awaiting my arrival, it's very own rescue. I must savour the moment...gulp - oops.... CaHaCoufloo *spit* Ok that was a mothball. My poor malteeser still lost and so fragile in this horrible demon infested world of devil spawned minions that rose from their heavenly graves to throw malevolent parties in which Malteesers are a delicious delicacy, Noooooooooo! Actually that mothball wasn't too bad, mmmmm yum.Squeeze If You Dare.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 3:40 pm
3 Comments:
Finally, the gremlins let go for a minute and allowed me to update those gastley mistakes that I don't doubt have haunted you vision for the past few hours. Yes, it seemed like days would pass, but I said "No, you little munchkins hiding among the flowers, my ears are not in bed??" And like a cat in space, I zoomed right out of there. So there you have it. The ordeal I trudged through, snapping a leg here, a leg there, but all in all... I got the job done well. So enjoy it, ok.
yes you squeezed the plate with a thong, which we call a g-string here lol. thongs are flip flops or whatever you call them. I'm sorry for not translating for the international barrier that caused such a traumatic drama. But at least you had fun and that is what matters most, do you not agree?
Great site loved it alot, will come back and visit again.
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