YOU CAN HAVE MY CARROTS WHEN YOU PRY THEM FROM MY COLD, DEAD FINGERS
(Thanks to Matt Filar)
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May 28, 2009
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Duct tape; is there anything it can't do?
Posted by: CJrun | May 28, 2009 at 06:35 AM
Welsh names. Is there anything they can't sound like?
Posted by: Loudmouth | May 28, 2009 at 07:41 AM
I wonder why she didn't throw leeks?
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | May 28, 2009 at 08:03 AM
Holyhead and Anglesey Mail, Batman!
Posted by: wnbllankspas | May 28, 2009 at 08:21 AM
You know you're in Wales when every other person is Jones.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | May 28, 2009 at 08:42 AM
What CJ said: duct tape rules!
The Welsh take their carrots seriously.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | May 28, 2009 at 08:50 AM
wasn't this a bugs bunny episode?
Posted by: crossgirl | May 28, 2009 at 09:07 AM
How ironic would it have been if one of those carrots damaged his eye?
Posted by: MartiniShark | May 28, 2009 at 10:36 AM
If only I had been preparing carrots instead of a Hot Pocket™ when Ben arrived, I might not have ended up back in 1977. But, dude, I never do veggies.
Posted by: Hurley | May 28, 2009 at 12:37 PM
Her swan was being repaired at the time.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | May 28, 2009 at 01:30 PM