Hey, Skip, would you settle for being on the label of a third-rate peanut butter?
Evil. I like it. (Shared to Cadbury’s social media).
So who’s the freak here? The two people with four fingers, or the one with five?
Ray Bradbury story, I believe. Finally got the stubborn old coot to admit it by giving him a black napkin at dinner…
…Nothing like a black napkin to show up the maggots.
Yuck. A miracle would be coming back as Duke’s Mayonnaise.
That Guy Is Fugly.
Tellurium Gaea Inceptō Fabulositas
Technically, it’s more of a metaphor…