Wow. So I guess you really do exist, eh? This certainly wasn't what I was expecting. You smell good, not at all like those Circus Peanuts my mother would buy for me a a kid. You know the answer to everything, so I have to ask: were they really-- oh, they weren't? That's good to know. How tall are you? I once met that guy who played Jaws in the James Bond movies when I went with some friends to Spooky World one Halloween and you are huge next to him. Seriously, it is a little disconcerting.

When I made s'mores, was I killing angels? I had always thought that I had heard screams when I made them. I feel so bad now. I roasted them over an open fire and ate them. That's it! That's why marshmallows tasted so good, isn't it?! Somehow I always knew but was too afraid to admit it. Is that why Hell is supposedly to be all fire? You must hate fire. I hate fire too. Why did you make fire if you are a marshmellow? That doesn't seem too smart. What about Easter and peeps? Was that a clue to Christians that they were getting wrong?

I know, I know. I am asking alot of questions and I'm going to have more than enough time to ask, so I'll stop for now. I guess I'll check this place out for a few. You're very quiet. Can I hug you? Gee, you are soft....

That was nice.

 


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