Wednesday, April 19, 2006

The True Meaning of Easter?


Cadbury's Cream Egg Count (Easter season 2006): 15





Now, if you don't mind - I feel a little bit sick.
Although, it IS breakfast time, and I DO have one more left...

21 Comments:

Anonymous Daniel said...

My method of abuse: Reece's chocolate filled peanut butter eggs. I have the ability to eat a whole bag in one sitting; Sometimes getting so impacient as to not assuring package removal and enguling partial wrapper bits.

7:38 AM  
Blogger tom & leah said...

i'm so jealous, i didn't have a single sugary-yolk-filled chocolate egg. i can just imagine that gritty sugar on my teeth and the chocolate beginning to melt on my fingers. yum. easter.

6:30 AM  
Anonymous Daniel said...

Every bird it
lay on the earth
an egg or two, you
decide what you do
after finding a few
make scrambled eggs
a dinner

5:01 PM  
Anonymous Daniel said...

Every bird it
lay on the earth
an egg or two, you
decide what you do
after finding a few
make scrambled eggs
a dinner

5:01 PM  
Blogger timsamoff said...

If you have any left, please pass them over. :)

7:38 PM  
Blogger anthony said...

hey man, my forefathers didn't fight the war of independence and make easter so you could come over here and eat our candy. i mean, you seem cool and all, but 15?!

7:42 PM  
Blogger Andy Michael said...

Let me educate you (in a British accent) about "your candy".

Cadburys is, in fact, a British chocolate. Brought here by chocolate merchants with a desire to feed the 'starving Americans' which so often seem to fill the streets of our towns and villages in angry, hungry mobs.

Me eating 15 oval shaped chocolate delights are the least of your worries, young man.

The least of your worries.

8:53 PM  
Blogger anthony said...

USA:- Although Cadbury Schweppes chocolate products have been sold in the U.S. since 1988 under the Cadbury trademark name, the chocolate itself has been manufactured by Hershey's.

hence, our chocolate. just like the stamp act, i swear. deny and obfuscate till the end, but when you taste that sweet goodness, you have to suspect it's not british.

10:55 PM  
Blogger Andy Michael said...

Just because an American flag is manufactured in England, doesn't make it the flag of England.

Case closed.

2:46 PM  
Blogger anthony said...

i don't even understand what you're saying. maybe it's some sort of logic accent.

in your frantic search for an analogy, you've lifted up a gooey egg to the status of a flag (which is still revered in this country). a flag isn't edible, and its role is symbol. a chocolate egg is edible, and its role is candy. flag-symbol. chocolate egg-candy. the material of the flag is irrelevant. it could be made from colored moon rocks by moon ants. but the material of the chocolate egg is essential to the very nature of said egg.

7:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Course he doesn´t understand what you´re talking about! I think you should leave that flaglunaticignorantcrazycountry and come home to where you can have your cadbury egg battered in a good ol´ fish´n chippy!!!

3:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Course he doesn´t understand what you´re talking about! I think you should leave that flaglunaticignorantcrazycountry and come home to where you can get your cadbury egg battered in a good ol´fish´n chippy!!!

3:45 AM  
Anonymous Daniel said...

Banter is the jock-itch in the body of humor. Metaphors are wife-beaters that display the true nature of a fattened gut. And that divit in mid-belly...that displays a metaphor of some unseen diviation of flesh and reminds me of the white-whole that pushes us away from true human connection. Pushes us away from the fulfilling darkness of true human-human connection, until, at least, we reamergence through the black hole of reality, and find out its ok to be naked. Then bantar changes to self-deprication.

I have no idea what I just said.

2:00 PM  
Blogger Andy Michael said...

Anthony,


in your frantic search for an analogy, you've lifted up 2 average sized fish to the status of a flag (which is still revered in this country). a flag isn't edible, and its role is symbol. 2 average sized fish are edible, and their role is to swim and to feed us humans. flag-symbol. Two averaged sized fish-food. the material of the flag is irrelevant. it could be made from colored moon rocks by moon ants. but the material of the 2 averaged sized fish are essential to the very nature of said fish.

I'd like to blog about fish eggs in the near future.

4:23 PM  
Blogger anthony said...

meanwhile, in the real world.

6:02 PM  
Blogger Andy Michael said...

Daniel,
This isn't banter. This is two men arguing with nothing to lose, and everything to gain. Anthony and I are very different people.
The only thing we have in common is that we went to different schools together.

Oh, and I'd love to know if he caught a 14.75" crappie on Sunday...or if that was just me. The biggest fish wins the prize. Most ironic of all, I caught the fish with a Cadbury Cream Minnow.

8:32 PM  
Blogger anthony said...

i'm normally not one to brag, but in that case, i win. case closed?

5:12 PM  
Blogger Andy Michael said...

Fish of a feather compete together.

I think I need not spend too much time explaining why comparing a foul-hooked catfish to a crappie is a ludicrous contest.

Nice catfish though...if you're into that sort of thing.

9:45 PM  
Blogger Daniel E. King said...

"foul-hooked catfish to a crappie is a ludicrous contest."

you guys are in serious need of a locker room-type comparison. i reject the proposal of being judge. but will recommend this guy:

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00009PRZF.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

5:04 PM  
Blogger Daniel E. King said...

"foul-hooked catfish to a crappie is a ludicrous contest."

you guys are in serious need of a locker room-type comparison. i reject the proposal of being judge. but will recommend this guy:

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00009PRZF.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

5:05 PM  
Blogger Daniel E. King said...

Did my last comment push us into the vulgar? Damn my poodle, she keeps nippin at the window blinds. I need to go kick her. You can follow the pregsnaciousnessy by clicking on my Kansascowherder picture.

10:17 AM  

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