Folded thought of the day:

Well, how was your Thanksgiving?  I hope you had a joyous 
time.  I personally had quite an interesting day.  

It all started innocently enough.  I was preparing my 
traditional Spam and lima-bean casserole when the 
phone rang.  Which was odd as I don't have a phone.  

Sure enough, the president of the local glee club was 
recruiting for the big annual Christas Carol'athon 
through the 5 boroughs of New York.  I made quite a 
splash last year with my rendition of "Rudolph the 
Red-Nosed Reindeer" with an ad-libbed extra verse 
about the various uses for Elmer's glue.  So they 
want me back.  

I told him I'd have to think about it as most of 
my time will be taken up this holiday season with 
an increasingly irrational tendency of mine to 
re-paint all my possessions.  

He was very understanding and actually gave me 
detailed descriptions and family histories of the 
2 guys he'd be sending over to beat me up if I 
didn't sing this year.  So he talked me into it.  

Now, I don't know about you, but when it comes to 
singing, it's never too early to start preparing.  
And this means honey, honey and more honey.  

So I head to the grocery store and fill my cart 
with honey, and a package of Nutter-Butters.  
Gotta have Nutter-Butters.  And then this guy 
walks up to me, giving me this evil grin.  
And he says "Hey there, what's with all the 
honey?"  

Well, I know fighting words when I hear them and 
I immediately broke into scrapping mode.  I 
don't want to go into details here but let's 
just say they're probably still mopping the 
honey out of Aisle 19.  

And what do you think happened next.  Well, I could 
tell you but I'd rather hear it from you.  So let's 
get silly here and try one of those finish the 
story games.  You people are pretty clever, and 
as I've told you before, anything goes down here.  

Well... almost anything.