Wednesday, June 10, 2009

What's in the pan, Meatball? No. 003

Aren't you glad it's mulberry season?

This mulberry ice cream bomb says, "Please enjoy a month of purple-stained fingers, upholstery and walls with my compliments."

And I say, "Please be silent, inanimate parfait, for it is time to get in me."

To which the parfait demures, "By your leave, sir."

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