*woah!*

*hee-hee!*

*waaah?*

*looove!*

*OMG!*

*LOL!*

*derp!*

*wink-a-wink!*

Did you guys see that raccoon trying to eat the deliquescent cotton candy by washing it first??? That was egg-celent! ; D

Do any of you still have nightmares about that prudhomme who was hired to build us a crate??? He was so deft, but we savvied him to having said he was going to get us scrambled—when he actually was sharing that his own life was quite shambled. I hear he has hatched a new life for himself now. : )

Does anybody else feel a draft? Where is that Cadbury bunny when you need him??? Here, bunny, bunny, bunny, bunny, bunny! We are your incubation station! : P

Remember when that goose farmer’s cupidity led him to smacker us with kisses because he thought we were golden??? That was such an up-crack—but, not enough for the yolk to be on us. ; )