*shakes beard* nada...must be decarbohydrated
*shakes beard* nada...must be decarbohydrated
Every time Godzilla mugs for the camera a quiche Lorraine just plops out of my beard, piping hot.
Such a klutz, I tripped and fell getting into bed and when I lifted up my face a dozen jam-filled donuts were arrayed across the pillow and then a thirteenth just dropped out of my beard. Happy New Year to me I guess.
Hope I'm not catching a cold—just sneezed and a bowl of raisin bran was in the kleenex.
Have you ever had that dream where you're eating your pillow and then you wake up and there's a half-demolished blueberry pie stuck in your beard, or is it just me?
No joke, a whole apple fritter just dropped out of my beard,
dream startled me awake
and these two corndogs
just fell out of my beard
stuck together 69 style
bonked my head on a cupboard door
*someone* left open and two crispy
croissants just fell out of my beard
stood up too fast and three lemon-filled
donuts just whooshed out of my beard
before they pupate immature
donuts will seek a warm dark
place to hole up and rise, like
my beard or a really hairy ear