Okay, so I just happened to decide to start blogging a *few* days after Larabar started their blog-and-get-a-box-of-larabar promotion. Coincidence? I think so, stranger things have happened.
So while this blog is devoted to the Search for Sasquatch and other mysteries whose existence eludes humanity, I will dedicate this post to my preferred snack item, the Larabar.
Ode to the 'Bar
Roses are red, violets are blue
I'll think I'll get a Larabar today at 2.
May I ask, why art thou so umlaut'd?
Yon two dots make'st thou protect'd?
Only Sasquatch knows for he is wise
Since he spends his time making pies
So I'll spend my days lost in thought
On why the Larabar is so hot.
Thank you ladies and gentlemen and goodnight!
6 comments:
who's sasquatch?
i can hear the gears turning.
If you can, then you have superman or superwoman like hearing. Well, there's no superwoman so I guess it'll have to be superman hearing. There was wonderwoman, but did that imply she was always wondering? I mean why do you need alliteration? We didn't call superman manlyman or 'mazingman so why wonderwoman?
In any case I suggest you go to wikipedia to find out who sasquatch is. I think he's a teddy bear.
what's your current opinion of larabars?
i prefer clif's mojo now. the pretzel peanut butter bar is fantastic.
haven't tried that one yet.
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