Friday, October 30, 2009

Hot Mormon Muffins

Is it too earlier to start thinking about next year's calendars?

The muffin man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen; reaching for an oversized chrome spoon he gathers an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants and, brushing his scapular aside, procedes to dump these inside his shirt.

He turns to us and speaks. "Some people like cupcakes better. I for one care less for them!"

Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged icing anointment utensil he poots forths a quarter-ounce green rosette near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin of his own design.

Later he says, "some people... some people like cupcakes exclusively, while
myself, I say there is naught nor ought there be nothing so exalted on the
face of God's grey Earth as that prince of foods... the muffin! "

Girl you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin
He hung around till you found
That he didn't know nuthin

Girl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin
No cry is heard tonight
As a result of him stuffin'

2 comments:

chris said...

one of my faves - along with Valley Girl

Nick Browne said...

It's like totally disgusting
I'm like so sure
It's like barf me out...
Gag me with a spoon!