On the primary day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
A choking hazard in a treeeee.
On the second day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Two buttered bells,
And a choking hazard in a tree.
On the third day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a research on the Heimlich for me.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
4 day-glo Santas,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a bunch of crap in a gross tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
♪ Fiiiiiiiive molded ‘shrooms! ♪
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a whole lot of flotsam in a gross tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Six kilos of icing,
♪ Fiiiiive fungusesssses! ♪
4 day-glo Santas,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And significantly, did you see all of the stuff in that tree?
On the seventh day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Seven snowmen melting,
Six kilos of icing,
♫ ♪ Fiiiiive Penicillin-bearing spores!! ♪ ♫
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a plastic coated nasty icing tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Eight runny egg yolks,
(WHY?!?)
Seven snowmen melting,
Six kilos of icing,
♫ ♪♫ Fiiiiive molded hallucinogenics!! ♪ ♫ ♫
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And is anybody even nonetheless studying this?
On the ninth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
9 kiwis driving… reindeer? Swans? Thestrals?
Eight I-think-he-hates-me,
Seven snowmen melting,
Six kilos of icing,
♫ ♬ ♪♬ ♫ Fiiiiive actually enjoyable guys!!! ♪ ♫ ♫ ♬ ♬
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a beer.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
Eleven sweet canes that kinda appear to be Slimey the Worm,
See?
Ten piles of nothing (You FORGOT?!),
9 kiwis driving,
Eight runny egg yolks,
Seven snowmen melting,
Six kilos of icing,
♫ ♬ ♪♩♬ ♫ Fiiiiiive agaricus bisporus! ♪ ♫♩♩♫ ♬ ♬
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a motive to have the ER on pace dial.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my real love gave to me:
13 TWELVE pretend flowers,
Eleven Slimey Canes,
Ten heaps a’ nothing,
9 kiwis driving,
Eight counts of salmonella,
Seven snowmen melting,
Six kilos of icing,
♫â™â™« ♬ ♪♫â™â™«â™©â™¬ ♫ Fiiiiiiive SUPER enjoyable guys!!! ♪ ♫â™â™©â™«â™©â™« ♬ ♬ â™â™«
4 Santa blobs,
Three whipped ghosts,
Two buttered bells,
And a boiled potato topped with dill weeeeeeeed!
Because of Michelle, Amanda C., Kyle C., Cheyanne, Joel S., Georgia T., Erin T., Monica Okay., NWM, Monica B., Jana S., & Jon D., who completely bought the Veggie Tales reference.
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P.S. Talking of veggies, do you know blue balls can hold your produce contemporary?
These blue balls, I imply:
Blueapple Freshness Saver Balls
Simply pop one in your crisper drawer and the opposite in your fruit bowl, and these will take in the ethylene gasoline that quickens ripening, so all of your fruits and veg keep contemporary longer. Looks as if witchcraft, I do know, however go examine the 1000’s of rave opinions: apparently they actually work! Every set lasts 3 months, and also you get 2 apples for $13.
