Mama Diaries

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Poo Poo Snoo Snoo

"Mom, don't cut the cantalope!" my son exclaimed as he saw me brandishing a big knife. "Why?" I asked. "Because it's a Poo Poo Snoo Snoo." "A what?" "A Poo Poo Snoo Snoo." "What is a Poo Poo Snoo Snoo?" I asked trying to surpress a grin. "It's a rotten brain in disguise as a cantalope." "Is it edible?" "No, but it's very valuable. It's worth ten million dollars." "I see," I said. "What should we do with this Poo Poo Snoo Snoo?" "Sell it." (Would anybody like a Poo Poo Snoo Snoo? It's cheap - only ten million dollars! )

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