November 27th, 2010

Sammi Hanratty pigtails

The Munsters.

I never saw enough of The Munsters to find out if they ever explained how that family came to be, but I saw enough of it to guess the answer is probably "No, they never explained it." So I have a theory.

Obviously, since Herman is a Frankenstein's Monster and Lily is apparently a vampire (who never changes into a bat probably because she doesn't like to), they can't have kids in the normal way. And maybe they didn't want any, but one day someone left Marilyn on their doorstep. They adopted Marilyn, raised her, then later decided to have another child, and so adopted a werewolf boy from a supernatural orphanage or something.

You're welcome.

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Steph bouncy

Yay for free stuff!

Earlier this month, I got some Pilsbury Toaster Strudels because they make good things to nom on when I wake up to one of those "nothing sounds good" moods but my tummy still insists on me eating something.

A week or so ago, I opened up the box of the cherry strudels and discovered that all the little packets of frosting had accidentally been machined in half. They were frozen, of course, but I decided not to chance it, and threw them out. I was a little sad, but the strudels themselves were still good. I called Pilsbury to tell them of the boo-boo. I wasn't upset, just a little sad, but I figured someone else getting that might be in a towering temper, so I decided they should know in case it happened again. So I was probably the nicest person that poor lady on the other end would have all day long.

Today, for letting them know what happened, I got a coupon good for a free toaster strudel package of any flavor, and a coupon for $1 off frozen dough. Yay for free food! ^_^

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Little Girl in rain By lj user never_end

Making nursery rhymes more disturbing

"Little Bunny Foo Foo"

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest.
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

And along came a good fairy and she said:
"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

I'll give you three more chances.
And if you're not good,
I'll turn you into a ghoul!"
So the next day...

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest.
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

Along came the good fairy and she said:
"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

I'll give you two more chances.
And if you're not good,
I'll turn you into a ghoul!"
So the next day...

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest.
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

And along came a good fairy and she said:
"Little Bunny Foo Foo,
I don't want to see you
Scooping up the field mice,
And bopping them on the head.

I'll give you one more chance.
And if you're not good,
I'll turn you into a ghoul!"
So the next day...

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Hopping through the forest.
Scooping up the field mice,
And chopping off their heads.

I gave you three chances to be good,
And you didn't behave.
And now, I'm going to turn you into a ghoul!"

POOF

So the next day...

Little Bunny Foo Foo,
Lurching through the forest,
Ignoring all the field mice
And groaning loudly, "Braaaains!"

The moral of this story is:

"Headless mice aren't good for your hare, ghoulfriend!"

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