
*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. ; )
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