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| I miss Kermit the Frog. I really do. I can't get over how awesome he was. Especially his toes. He had good toes.
Maybe I'll call him sometime. Wish I knew his phone number. Anyway, yell-o is a kind of jell-o that yells when you eat it. It screams. Loud. Now I can't hear Kermit the Frog anymore because the yell-o in my stomach is screaming all the time. I can't hear the TV because the yell-o is yelling because I ate it. Maybe it would help if I ate a book. Books don't scream. They mumble sometimes. I just sneezed. Well, the yell-o will be out when I pee anyway. But then I'll have a screaming toilet. And a screaming sewer system. Soon the world's sewers will have screams coming out of them, like toes. Hello corncob, hello butter! Did you get your invitation! Sunflowers and canaries! Come join our celebration! |
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—Harper's Weekly, 1778. | ||
