Every once in awhile you meet people you would love nothing more than to get a mallet and play whack a mole with. Sometimes they can be friends, acquaintances or just someone you might be blessed to meet in the store but as for myself there are three such people in my own bloodline.
Even though by all definitions 2 are considered siblings by blood and one by marriage, I don’t consider them as family and don’t want to consider them at all. Normally I don’t but when I woke up, my first thoughts went Oompah Loompahs and I couldn’t stop giggling. I envisioned the 3 who shall not be named as Oompah Loompahs!
How great was my entertainment as I watched them dancing around singing in merriment you know not. Then I began to look closely and seeing that while they were singing, bits of anal sewage was being spewed from their mouths upon the ground. This made me chuckle even more.
I envisioned being there and having to dodge this crap they were spitting from getting on my everlasting gobstopper. Oh my! What a way to start the day!
I’ve got a perfect puzzle for you
Oompa loompa doompety dee
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
What do you get when you guzzle down sweets
What are you at, getting terribly fat
What do you think will come of that
I don’t like the look of it
Oompa loompa doompety da
You will live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa Doompety do
Now make me proud and go buy a mallet.