Oh nos! Hold Noodle's ears back, I think I'z gonna be sick!
I thought he was being a bit overdramatic, so I told him to read the information on the back of the bag.
Ne contient pas de vin? What the floof does that mean? Noodle don't speak no stinkin' French. Noodle took German in high school, the language of his illustrious ancestors.
Oh, sorry Noodle. Wrong one. Here.
What? No wine? No wine in Wine Gums??? Next thing Noodle knows you'z be telling him there's no gin in Gin Gerbread cookies. And beer nuts? Tell Noodle 'bout beer nuts!!!!
Noodle sez, tis travesty what is the false advertising that is allowed to pass in the world today. You all be hearing from Noodle's lawyers.
Now go get Noodle a bowl of rum raisin ice cream. I'z need to chill.

6 comments:
OH MY! Rachel you are hilarious.
Thanks to you! Mille mercis. :)
Ha ha ha....funny post. We love you too Rachel....and you are most lovely as well.
xoxoxo
H.
We all love R. She is lovely and funny, indeed, but her noodle is way around the bend, folks. This figurine fixation is becoming rather alarming.
M.
Yay! Wine Gum rock, you have me craving some now.
www.yikes.ca
you're in desperate need of material, aren't ya rach? hahaha i love it! ps, i'm working on my follow-up entry...
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