12-13-2005, 12:34 PM
In a few days, I will have a crate of Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Jelly Beans arriving at my door.
I expect that the holidays will suddenly become quite exciting around here when the candy dishes are passed around.
Rotten egg. Rancid bacon. Dirt. Earwax. Cotton Candy. Vomit. Black pepper. Earthworm. Sardine.
And I will have bowls placed in the offices. I suspect that the workers will be most suprised. Mayhap not pleasantly suprised, but they will be suprised.
I dare say they will be on guard after the last holiday jellybean event, when I placed red and green jellybeans everywhere.
Green = jalapeno
Red = habenaro
Lots of howling I understand. Much wailing, weeping, gnashing of teeth, and cursing of my name.
I expect that the holidays will suddenly become quite exciting around here when the candy dishes are passed around.
Rotten egg. Rancid bacon. Dirt. Earwax. Cotton Candy. Vomit. Black pepper. Earthworm. Sardine.
And I will have bowls placed in the offices. I suspect that the workers will be most suprised. Mayhap not pleasantly suprised, but they will be suprised.
I dare say they will be on guard after the last holiday jellybean event, when I placed red and green jellybeans everywhere.
Green = jalapeno
Red = habenaro
Lots of howling I understand. Much wailing, weeping, gnashing of teeth, and cursing of my name.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."