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Friday, February 5, 2016

The Angel Plate


Mrs Frosty: Are you glad we didn't go with them, dear?
Mr Frosty: Of course, dear. Think about it. Why did we need to go away? It's warm, cozy, and quiet with those Daleks gone. We can do as we please!
Mrs Frosty: But we could have gone skiing, eaten at interesting, new restaurants, and made angels in the snow.
Mr Frosty: So? I can make an angel, right here on our plate.
Mrs Frosty: Oh. Perhaps, if we had a french fry, to place above her head?
Mr Frosty: A golden halo? I love it! It's Carl's Jr for lunch!
Mrs Frosty: Carl's Jr for lunch? Then perhaps we should order onion rings instead. They're shaped more like an angel's halo.
Mr Frosty: Once again, you demonstrate your incalculable wisdom, my dear.

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