The more time I spent playing with Mr. Cheney’s face, the more depressed I got.
I kept trying to think of places where I could stick Dick that would make him seem likable, or at least relatively harmless…
But even as a carrot he gives off a sort of creepy vibe. You get the feeling that he will soon be eavesdropping on the other carrot’s conversations, and throwing them into some sort of detention center if he doesn’t like what they are saying.
It is almost impossible to picture a pizza that would go to war with the other pizzas just because they have different toppings, perhaps toppings of mass destruction, but if there were such a thing, this is pretty much what it would look like.
I do not think I would feel comfortable camping over night in a forest of these trees.
Even as a rock, the most sedentary of inanimate objects, he is a little menacing. And he would be around for a long, long time without having to replace failing body parts.
I had to do one more picture in this post, because I have a friend who is fixated on sausages.
This one is for you, Dotty…
Now that is one sinister sausage.
Imagine being water boarded in hot grease.
Pouring My Art Out 
Well, thanks, I think. I may never eat carrots again. Ever.
They improve your eyesight… so you can see Mr. Cheney even better… a viscous circle.
Oh, now there’s a stomach-lurching thought . . . carrots improving my eyesight so I can see the dick better? And, by the way, who decided to give that guy heart at his age? He was doing fine without one.
He would have sucked the soul out of a young virgin if we hadn’t reached that compromise…
But if you think that was bad, wait till I do the last bit of this series tomorrow…
I hope he’s the kind of guy who googles himself and finds this
He must be.
and you’ve given him tons of ideas for his next fancy dress party, I hope he credits you for that but I bet he takes all the glory
If we see him dressed as a carrot, we know who to thank.
lol
You totally lolled…
Hehehe! Clever 🙂
Thank you.
Those are all quite scary. I have definitely lost my appetite.
One large pizza… hold the Dick…
Dear pmao,
The ones on the pizza pic that make Dick look like he’s got the Bubonic plague.
Love Dotty xxx
Those are black olives, my dear.
We Colonialists are light years ahead of the Old World when it comes to pizza topping technology.
Dear pmao,
I expect you are, you put all sorts of shite on them, don’t you?
I don’t like olives.
Plain old margherita thin and crispy for me. 🙂
Love Dotty xxx
I never met a pizza I didn’t like…until I saw that one with the Dick on it…
Dear pmao,
AAAAARRRGGGGHHHHHHH! I’ll have to check all my Cumberland sausages now before I eat them. Is it a Cumberland sausage? It looks like one. Oh.
But scary as it is, this is the best Dick post by far. The sausage and the carrot pics are hilarious.
Love Dotty xxx
P.S. Why do Americans eat black Spaghetti Hoops? Don’t you have proper orange ones?
What hoops??????