I got up innocently this morning, after having being mugged by an horrible nightmare, and looked at my email. There, listed as coming in about The Leaning Cow, was one from LZP. Of course, you could read it below, but I think we all need to wander around trying to get this one out of our minds. No, we don’t ALL have to; I just don’t want to  be alone.

Here is it . . . coming at ya:

SPAMORES….  take two individual slices of spam and put peeps on the middle… don’t do this while camping  in the great Northwest or you will end up as Grizzly bear droppings.

See, my dream about driving a tiny white sports car and driving through a gas station, hooking onto a hose and ripping it off the pump, pales against the image of Spam patties with peeps between them.