The humans are visiting the local international-type-emporium because the male has learned that they have his super-uber-favorite candy, ginger-flavored gummy bears, for sale. They are very hard to come by, so he is excited. The fool has yet to figure out that I routinely divert 99.2% of the supply destined for the U.S. to my own private warehouse. I’ve a stash large enough now that I could make him dance to my tune for the rest of his life, just by dangling the odd bag under his nose from time to time.
Ehehehehe! They have made the trip all the way over here, only to discover that there is one (1), count them: one bag available for purchase! The mix of simultaneous disappointment and gratitude on his face is both pathetic and hilarious. My day is made!
But while we’re here, Sigyn, let us look around and see what else is on offer. We’ve run into some unusual offerings before.
Next time I feel the urgent need for punny cocktail napkins featuring cartoonish members of the Phyllophaga, I will know where to come.
Sigyn, come look at these!
I suddenly feel the fridge at the house is woefully under-decorated, don’t you? And perphaps if I put the hippo and elephant butts right at eye-level, she could finally make some traction on that diet she’s always whining about.
Usually, when we are here, Sigyn manages to get herself trapped in something. Today, though, I hopes we’ll make it out of here unsca–
I spoke too soon.
Thankfully, she does not seem to be in any distress. While I contemplate how to retrieve my beloved, I can ask this deeply philosophical question. What is cuter that a smiling Sigyn face?
Multiple smiling Sigyn faces!
Hang on, sweetie. Loki’s coming!