Saturday, March 19, 2016

I Bring You Stories Of Butter Lambs Yet You Still Don't Comment.

Toss me a bone here every now and then, will ya? Stupid idiot mass audience full of mutant freaks. Sorry, that was meant for someone else. But you bitches be getting quality blog. This is the Walking Dead of blogs. The Game of Thrones of blogs with less violence and more sadness. What more do you want?



It wasn't Me said...

Thanks Calvin you are the king of cool. Even if you live in Canuckistan.

cerebus660 said...

OK, we want more violence and less sadness :-)

Well, maybe not violence. Kittens?

Margaret Benbow said...

"Less violence", right, maybe we should ask the butter lamb about
that! Oh wait, we can't, his sweet frilly butter curls are on your
string beans and his face is on your rolls. I think that's his
peppercorn eye rolled under a monster slab of ham. The lamb is
silent all right and for good reason!

Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...

He knew what he was getting into when he was too good to be a regular slab of butter. He had to be a lamb. A cute lamb who reached further than he was able to grasp.