I received a stick of pepperoni in my Christmas stocking.
As I sit here at my desk gnawing on it, it occurs to me that there is no way to offer to share it with anyone without being brought up on sexual harrassment charges.
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"Is that a salami in your stocking or are you just happy to see me? " "Want a slice of happiness?" "Want to chew the pepperoni with me?" "Boy, this is hard to eat all by myself, want to share?" "Oh,oh,oh,oooooohh! This is so goood!"
"Hey! Want to eat my meat?" "I am, . . . the meat man!" "Howdy. Glad to, . . . meat you." "This is my meat. I got it from my wife. Have some." "This is my meat. Where is yours?"
Upham Manor has been home to my family for three generations, going back to my maternal grandfather. I am the current Lord of Upham and live there with my wife Janet and our son Benjamin and our twin sons Daniel and Jesse.
The grounds of the manor include the Mead Hall, a small piazza, the gardens, the courtyard, and a shrine. (Every estate needs a shrine.)
Not bad for a sixteenth of an acre of land, eh?
If you would not be forgotten As soon as you are dead and rotten, Either write things worth worth the reading, Or do things worth the writing. -Benjamin Franklin
3 comments:
"Is that a salami in your stocking or are you just happy to see me? "
"Want a slice of happiness?"
"Want to chew the pepperoni with me?"
"Boy, this is hard to eat all by myself, want to share?"
"Oh,oh,oh,oooooohh! This is so goood!"
PS, are you sure you got the right stocking?
I cannot believe no one else has commented on this entry.
Give us time!
"Hey! Want to eat my meat?"
"I am, . . . the meat man!"
"Howdy. Glad to, . . . meat you."
"This is my meat. I got it from my wife. Have some."
"This is my meat. Where is yours?"
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