I ate a carrot last night. Man it was good. So crunchy, such a good flavour, so consistent. In fact, it was so good I decided to dedicate a poem to it:
ODE TO A CARROT
O carrot of gold,
Not three months old,
I eat you up.
I didn’t like this poem. So I decided on another:
CARROT MAN
Yummy, yummy, yummy,
I’ve got ‘rot in my tummy
And I feel like throwing up.
This one wasn’t that good either, and it was slightly taken off a bad song.
So I couldn’t describe this carrot. So I decided to take a picture of it in all its glory:
Actually, I couldn’t take a picture because after eating the carrot it was in my belly (Unless you count an unpicturable and obscure X-Ray). So I painted a Carrot in Paint. Subsequently, here is a picture of a three-legged man eating a carrot.
I believe that is all.
–Ate-a-carrot-last-night.
p.s. it was raw.
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What’s with the third leg?
I could make a comment which Snaykeemcgee normally would shout out randomly…
But for the sake of this family friendly site, I won’t!
Haha I liked.
Mmmm I don’t know, the third leg was just genious.
Also, I fell to the level of what Drew warned in an early post (i.e. I had a sandwhich today, how interesting)
Editor’s note: the carrot wasn’t actually eaten the night previous to releasing this blog, rather when it was written. I had problems (and still do on my computer) in sending these.
Awww now the magic is lost!
This has to be one of the more bizarre posts we’ve had on MON Blogs… Your ability to scare people is unrivalled Snaykeemcgee!