Somebody…
is watching:
But it surely’s not Santa.
He could possibly be in your basement.
He could possibly be in your room.
However most definitely…
HE’S IN YOUR BAKERY.
“Food plan soda? You know the way dangerous that stuff is for you?”
So run, run, run, as quick as you’ll be able to:
As a result of these snowmen:
are out
FOR BLOOD:
[Wilhelm scream]
There will be FIGHTS:
“Put ’em up, ya frosted flake!”
There shall be PUNS:
“A-HA! Who’s disarmed now, bee-yotch??”
And HEADS will ROLL:
“Little assist right here?”
“We’ll chew your legs off!”
However largely…
there’ll…
be…
TERROR.
No less than till the recent cocoa is prepared.
Then these suckers are goin’ DOWN.
Because of Adria P., Mark H., Anony M., Cheyenne A., Jessie T., Andi L., Vanessa M., Bethany S., Tom B., and Dyan B., who’re stockpiling flame throwers, simply in case. (And don’t be concerned, guys; I am going to carry the marshmallows!)
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I simply discovered essentially the most delightfully wacky reward: it is a build-your-own-snowman that slowly melts at room temperature, so you’ll be able to maintain rebuilding it time and again:
“Let It Soften!” Snowman Equipment
Remember to browse the client images on this one, they seem to be a riot. 😛
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And from my different weblog, Epbot:
