parsnip feet?
No, no. It’s parsnipfeet. Aye, slacken ye hoisted brow and slap on a rum smile.
Because dear, we are talking about ten toes (I have counted) and their rubbery paddles rummaging through the cornucopia of bittersweet recipes that is life! There is spice, sugar;- everything nice.
Oh ho ho, let’s not forget Chemical X.
Right, you may wiggle your svelte, foxberry-tipped finger and overlook the shameful fact that I have just had two of my eyeballs glued to an episode of Powerpuff Girls, that I am a bigot bigoted against bigots who are bigoted against me. Sure, dismiss my penchant for alliteration (I’ll try not to overwhelm you yet) if you must though seriously, you don’t know what you’re missing, but…
Don’t you forget to roll the ball of whimseys that is yours truly,
parsnipfeet
Surfing the waves of the web I am pleasantly stranded in this beautiful blog.
I write under the pseudonym of Josè Pascal (a descendant of the great Colonel Aureliano Buendía).
I invite you to visit my italian writing blog parolesemplici.wordpress.com. I define this blog “In parole Semplici” as a “virtuacultural tin” box where they are guarded thoughts, memories, images, sounds, and simple stories. ”
If you want to participate and to have more informations send me a letter to inparolesempli@gmail.com
Good life and I hope to soon
Josè