Lamb Chops. - Cake, Chops, Good, Lamb, Pie, Salmon.

Anyone up for some good 'ole fashion.... FOLK DANCING!?

Foooooooooooolk dancing, folk folk dancing, fooooooooolk dancing, folk folk dancing.

So the other day I saw this dog. I walked up to him and said, "Hello Mr. Dog, do you enjoy kumkwats (SPELLED IT WRONG?) and avocados as much as the next good fellow?"

"Several carnivorous donkeys once tore apart a parking garage on accident. Then the deer came through, and slaughtered my family. The donkeys then became caught in a terrifying battle with the deer, involving cannons, machine guns, and old jalopys. The donkeys were able to hold back the deer, for a time, but the deer were too much for them. They out-flanked them from all sides, and began slowly dwindling their numbers. Then, from out of the chaos, rose a hero - Erika Erikson. She raised her hands to the sky and called forth hundreds of serenading swans, which brought immediate aide to the donkeys. She then conjured a magical harp, which she played, causing a nearby rock to transform into a spell-book with the incantation needed to locate the scroll which led to the treasure which would lead to the potion which would create a magical sheath for a magical sword, that she had in her pocket. She used this sword to slaughter hundreds of billions of jillions of deer as they attempted to destroy the donkey forces. But, even the deer were too much for the brave Erika Erikson. They quickly disarmed her of her magical sword, and trampled her for many years, 27, to be exact, until she died. The donkeys, inspired by Erika Erikson's bravery, fought back with new means for victory, and won over the deer. They escaped back to their fortress, and rallied new allies to their cause. The deer had to be stopped, and in order to do so, a new Erika Erikson had to be found."

"Gee, thank you," I replied to the dog, "For enlightening me with your story. I love ham, and I hope you do as well."

R.I.P Erika Erikson

YOU WERE FANCY.