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Socks In the Toaster

One should never put socks in the toaster The smoke will billow out and be quite a choker And the smell... ouweee Stinky poo... you'll see Save yourself, run outside and suck in fresh air-ster

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Lim'Rik Flats

Date: 6/23/2017 10:16:00 PM

Charles Byard — first, second or third?//Doesn't matter — for me to ask is absurd//I'll call you Jack//and I'll be back//on this you have my word. TOAST ON JACKSON!!!

Jack Ellison
Date: 6/24/2017 12:13:00 PM

Yup! "Byard" Was named after an uncle who died a hero in World War One!!! HANG IN THERE JOHN JOHN!!!

Daniel Turner

Date: 6/23/2017 5:13:00 PM

I've never seen bread wear socks, But I have seen it in a bread box, sometimes it turns green, from poor hygiene, which smells like an old dead fox:) Hello Jack.

Jack Ellison
Date: 6/23/2017 7:33:00 PM

Gotcha!!! Got a son we call Dan the Man!!! My official name is Charles Byard Ellison... my nickname is Jack! Go figure!

Daniel Turner
Date: 6/23/2017 6:18:00 PM

My friends call me Danny. I would be honored if that's what you called me:)

Jack Ellison
Date: 6/23/2017 5:19:00 PM

Do we have another limerick aficionado??? Think so!!! Good afternoon Mr. Daniel