Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Come into my tummy? You bet!

14 comments:

jason said...

Excuse me while I go try and bleach my brain. The perkiness of the song is what really gets you.

I've never seen something so happy to come into my tummy since that one girl in high school... On second thought, no, she wasn't at all perky.

I love you, eggs!

Gabe said...

It's true. This video makes me really happy for all the right reasons. And I hate that it does that. It's just adorable.

John said...

Henderson Valley Eggs, you're gonna love our eggs.

DaveyJones said...

What do I love most about eggs? Easy. It's the oodles of the proteins.

Hackett said...

Awww, yeah! This ain't your daddy's egg. (john beat me to it.)

Kath said...

Hackett, I'd like to point out that you haven't commented on my blog in some time. In other news, Gabe, write something new, won't you? Frank doesn't have you that busy. And besides, don't think I don't notice you pushing the link to me ever further down the list. Just wait till I open a can of html whoopass on .. I don't know where I'm going with this. I had a margarita. What? Who am I?

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M said...

Chip a chip away your shell and come to me... NOTHING. NOT GAY. I like your, um, shoes.

Timothy said...

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This asian eggs thing was very cheerful. I encourage you now to explore the dark underbelly of the abuse these eggs sometime suffer and send a dateline nbc crew to film "egg beaters explosed: germany]

DaveyJones said...

Gabe, is it a little disheartening that this dumb little video has garnered more responses than anything you've actually written?

Anonymous said...

it's finally confirmed. davey jones hates hiself.

DaveyJones said...

more than you'll ever know.

Anonymous said...

Yet less than Gabe...the mind reels.

Gabe said...

I don't hate myself. I just hate my stupid face.

And no Jonesy, it isn't disheartening in the least. It gets me excited about others' excitement about eggs. Which are exciting.