“”They would feast on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast-beast
Which was something the Grinch couldn’t stand in the least!”
Ahh, I think we’ve identified jackal’s species. He’s a Grinch. Next time he pisses on anyone’s humanity or fun, just sing:
You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You’re the king of sinful sots!
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch!
You’re a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic saaauuuuuce!
“I’m also baking my now-famous bread.”
What kind, DIBS?
I’ve had those dried onions. I can’t imagine cooking with them, but they are fun to snack on.
“”They would feast on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast-beast
Which was something the Grinch couldn’t stand in the least!”
Ahh, I think we’ve identified jackal’s species. He’s a Grinch. Next time he pisses on anyone’s humanity or fun, just sing:
You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You’re the king of sinful sots!
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch!
You’re a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic saaauuuuuce!
“The dried onions come out of a small can (I forget the brand) with a pop top.”
Durkee French Fried Onions.
(As I kid, I used to eat them by the canful!)
oh, right, Judy Chicago…..I conflated her with something else terrible.
The Brooklyn Museum is the only museum in NYC that had declining admissions last year–down 24 percent.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/15/arts/design/15museum.html
I’m also baking my now-famous bread.
Yep, that’s the one rf. A staple this time of year back home.
♪”On Christmas night…”♫
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PXyKlLT-so