Those Aren’t Raisins, Either.

February 15, 2008

It's true. All that butter will kill you.

“Are those finger biscuits ready yet?”,

enquired Virgil in muted anticipation.

Digestives“, corrected Edna, brushing

flour from a haemostat,

“topped with nuts!”



13 Responses to “Those Aren’t Raisins, Either.”

  1. kyknoord Says:

    Well okay, I give up. What are the not-raisins then? And while we’re on the subject, I’m sure you remember how the baker died.

  2. Mrs. Benitez Says:

    1. I’m not really allowed to say.

    2. Of course, dear – but I try not repeat the same joke in a 3 month cycle. After that, no-one really cares.

  3. Martin Says:

    I repeat the same jokes all the time.

    Silence usually greets me, so you’re quite correct that no one really cares!

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  7. Parenthesis Says:

    Oh well, no need to get snippy ;(

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