Ahem
Daddy mole pops his head out of the mole hole, sniffs the air, and catches a whiff of a farmer nearby having his morning pancakes. “Ooh, it smells like maple syrup!”
Mommy mole wriggles up next to him, and pops her head out of the mole hole. She sniffs the air “Ooh, it does smell like maple syrup!”
Baby mole tries to wriggle up between them, but can’t get his head out. “All I can smell is mole asses”
You either have gigabytes of memes ready to go or you have a great imagination … either way I salute you … and no I’m not kissing that mole ass … that sexy, sexy mole ass.
Stupid, sexy mole Flanders.
I don’t know which would be worse - the fact that you had this on deck ready to go for just such an occasion as this, or that you went out of your way to custom-make this. Either way, absolute power move
They used to be the last candy I would eat out of my Halloween stash. Now as a middle aged man, I still eat them, I still hate them … but they always make me think of Halloween as a kid.
I kept a dozen of them this year and I eat them just for the nostalgia.
I love those things. The old style dark one that were very firm. Yum.
Yes! Those are the ones … can’t seem to find them any more. All they sell are the cheap sugar ones that I have a feeling is just colored sugar at this point. I know molasses is just sugar too but there is certain strong bitter flavor to it. The old stuff was actual molasses, thick and hard and when frozen (which often happened in the north during Halloween) could be used as a deadly projectile.
Yum. I loved those. That deep, bitter sweet flavour of the molasses. I loved those.
