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A few months ago -- who cares about the Winter Olimpics, I just want to be in Australia, where she's from -- Stace sent Donn & I some Vegemite, at our request. We refused her husband, Aidan, which she offered as a free gift.The Vegemite was in a word, awful. I don't know how those Down Unda People eat that every day. Maybe it explains Roos, I dunno. But as Donn and I found out, it also -- whew! -- resemles termite poo.
As IS his wont, Donn took to his artistic self. This in fact is the piece of paper he worked on as I, a talent-less waif in that regard, looked on and laughed. Ha! Ha!
Note he even signed it!I will have you know this not real POOP, just make-believe vegemite poop.
See?
Who likes cats?
In the End, we found that the same stuff Stace sent from Oz is the same stuff naturally found in Stace's Stuff. Doh!
But Donn the Dingbat Did not tell her or is lovely wife, Alice.He and probably laughed uncontrollably at it, though. Then we must have forgotten about it with our minuscule male minds.
Then there was Donn...
I love your miniscule male minds.
ReplyDeleteMJ: Actually, it's one of the things thst draws us together -- our Miniscule Male Minds.
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I've never had vegemite. But now I have some ideas of what to do with it if I don't like the taste :) And I hear there's something called marmite, too!
ReplyDeleteAnd Congratulations Canada! That was a thrilling and incredible gold hockey match!
You obviously photoshopped me..I have never even met you...and you will be hearing from my lawyers.
ReplyDeleteDon with no "n's" is "Doh" so that's what I'm going to call you. You are a fool, said like Peter Sellers would say it.
ReplyDeleteMJ: I knew you would.
ReplyDeleteEroswings: Now you know what to do with Vegemite, Donn with two ridiculous n's style.
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