Def Leppards.
What I'm saying is, there is a tree out there that not only bears the salami as fruit, but effectively hides the salami as part of its -- daily, monthly, annual -- ritual. A Hide the Salami Tree. O, can you imagine when people became people? It must've been, like, B.C. B.C., cuz, becuz that's when people still didn't know who they were, just yet. Some walked all the way up to Norway! There were savages running around in the hedge, painting themselves blue -- before they became the British. Another man held a snail, or a mushroom, up to his nose and he became a Frenchman. Suddenly there were all kinds of people, and the only logical thing to do was, heat lots of oil and pour it on each other. (This notion would go uncorrected for many centuries, until a band of traveling minstrels, Hard of Hearing Feline, or was it Def Leppard, would aver that one should pour sugar on [the other].) O, Deffen me!
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Those who held salamis up to there nose? Became Italian... they grafted trees all over the peninsula... those in the north who smelled the new salami strains became Germans, Poles, etc etc etc... that all happened in 2010BCBC... not much has changed in 2010ADD...there was that brief tumult in the CBGB period, but otherwise, it's same ol' crap... we await the coming of the iSalami...
sausages
2010 ADHD!
Ha!
Dost the Sausages wish to bloggeth as guest?
------------BA
Someday, man... I'd hate to pull a Michigan J. Frog and just ribbit ribbit when it's my turn to glog (that's "guest blog" in the linguini franca of the Nation of iSalami )...
sausages
Messieur Sausages: How about a post for next Monday.
You know the rules -- nothing too shady; no hate; wordplay galore; and I have final editorial oversight. Put Gina to shame!
--BA
We'll see...
sausages
Tower of Oil or the Oil of Babble? Either way, the only oil I'm drinking is STOUT.
STOUT to lubricate the old melancholy!
-----------------BA
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