Has this ever happened to you?
This morning I was pouring my daily cup-a-orange juice. Just as the first drop went in, I realized there was a tiny black thing at the bottom of the glass. Instead of stopping and dumping the initial contents, I continued to pour the juice. Suddenly, there was this strange squeaky noise coming from who-knows-where. It was a weird noise people! So weird, that my mind started imagining that the black thing was in fact a tiny person and was screaming for me to stop pouring the juice. So I stopped. I couldn’t see the little guy to save his life. So I figured “eh, I’m crazy” and started drinking it. But my imagination kept getting the best of me. Next, I started picturing that since I’m consuming this tiny person, they will take over my body and possess me. I couldn’t get it out of my mind, so I dumped out the juice. I don’t feel possessed. So, I assume the tiny thing must have sunk to the bottom.
I blame “Honey, I Shrunk the Kids,” the recent cannibal attacks coming out of the woodwork, and my on-going, terrifying nightmares in which I become possessed. No, I have not consumed bath salts.
There have been several squeaks and squeals coming from Ladybird as we get more and more fun new pieces in. Check out these new little buggies from LA Made and friends: