Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for December 27, 2021

We’re good about things like that. It really isn’t something you want to eat.

We can soy our minds if we can ink so.

Is that our California? The non westernmost of our 48 contiguous states? That one?

Hey yourself.

Those weird Californians. Like on the “Saturday Night Live” serial skit “The Californians”…

Bolivia is the place you ought to be.You can eat the ink Daisy and party all day and night?

Prop 5,761,942 will establish ink as a possibly toxic substance, requiring each printed page to be sprayed with a polymer fixer that will make it illegal for distribution.

It’s just as well. It’s darn near impossible to extract the ink from this computer display anyway.

I have a feeling there’s more to this story.

Teresa P. Lameness – Queen of Selective Editing

We require warning labels on anything containing cancer causing ingredients. If you are close enough to read this label you are all going to die. Have a nice 3 french hens.

…Lisa was horrified by this news…

…her designs for Fancy Dan cakes depended on edible ink…

…her cupcakes and lollipops could stop being hot items…

…her risqué cakes and pies would be ruined…

…her whole line of edible tattoos would be destroyed…

…she swore she would find whomever it was that made this outrage…

…and make her eat her words…

Do ya got any paste left?

Man. I always want to eat the Valentine’s hearts when I get them. This is so inconvenient! And the poor thing has a Cheerios shirt, too.

Ink-a-dink-a-don’t …!

Yeah, Christmas has passed and our thoughts race ahead to St. Valentine’s Day. Why not?

I learned to write with dip pens in school. Yup, our desks, in the ‘50s, had ink wells. I can say from empirical evidence that ink doesn’t taste good. It has a metallic component. Paste and the sorely missed mucilage are best.

I hadn’t thought of eating ink until you suggested it.

Don’t tell me what I can’t do! I’ll Inka dinka doo what ever the hazel nut I want to!

And what of the paper? Does no one care for it? Does it have no rights, no recourse for the constant onslaught of toxic human musings? For Shame California, for shame!

Ink? What ink? We don’t need no stinkin’ ink!

And I have no appetite for pixels at all.

Of course, it is crazy Californy lsw about which you speak.

You may proceed with Having Fun, Little Girl….