Not that kind, nor a salted horror or, worse, terror.
I, for one --
-- welcome our new vegetal overlords. But not the embiggened grain.
Man, these suck.
Objects in blog may appear smaller than they are.
Not here, though, these are pretty rinky-dink, but at least neither she, nor these, were goldfingered.
Already dried off & dressed? Orange noser.
Mysterious stranger, chapeau'd, is joyous.
♪ Oh, Krampus tree, oh, Krampus tree ♫
♫ How lovely are your punishments ♪
I hate party crashers, but at least it's light. The lepus grows to enormous size at night. That rhyme was unintentional, swear.
Not that I care.