These pictures are not in the order I designated! I’ve got to study up on this. The gist of it is LZP sent us a zany box containing, among other things, a solar cockroach and a beer that he spent 45 minutes picking out – – it was in TWO brown paper bags. I also included beginning tree pictures and Shane’s nonchalance.
Love the beer with Santa. Seems inappropriate somehow. Was it a craft beer made by the elves in their off time? And then a candy called crabby patties, love it! If I received those I would certainly be crabby, because I dislike gummy candy. I would be gracious though, and say thank you, because that’s how I was raised, but inside I would be saying “they don’t know me at all” :).
LZP knows me too well – the crabby patties could not be ignored by this gummy bear/worm eater. I may need an intervention after my relapse. I like all aspects of gummy worms and bears – stretching them out, biting the heads off to quickly end their despair, the way they stick to my teeth and I have to lick them off. Come to think of it, though, sometimes I wonder if it is a gummy animal’s destiny to be eaten. maybe I should start at the feet so they will know they have achieved their purpose.
Scary, isn’t it? I have actually considered this point of view.
What I have to guard against is the dreaded “gummy ball” in the stomach aftereffect of unrestrained gobbling.
Now I’ve scared myself, thinking of a giant “gummy clot” in my gut.
LZP said he looked through 600 beers to select one for Ronbo aka Der Bingle, aka Ron. The way the label was drawn, I thought it looked like Santa was wearing a thong under his pants. Maybe the homebrewing elves drank a lot of the other 599 choices before preparing their brand. If Santa gets wind of it, they might find themselves falling off the sleigh/wagon on one of the shakedown runs.
Eek! You are right, Santa is wearing a thong.