Oddly, since Sr. Mary Sparky has become a novice, the order has been unable to meet the daily quota of sausage for sale to the public. The Abbess suspects a hole in the equipment somewhere.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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8 comments:
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I can see her halo all the way up here in the Great White North.
There's something funny going on at that convent, I just know it.
So cute!
Does that mean I never get to taste the sausage?
Dear NW:
I know I am a broken record, but I wish Buddy, Sparky and Mojo could have a play date! Wouldn't that be fun?
Dear George,
You are too funny! Miss you!
Dear Deniz,
No, as long as Sparky is there, you will never ever get any sausage.
Thanks!
Bear is thinking of joining the masculine equivalent : the Brothers of Perpetual Bacon
Dear Catsmum,
Your Bear is stunning with that lovely, thick tail. Bacon is quite popular in my house as well. Thanks for popping in!
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