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15 comments:
Would this be a fight OVER butter (as in who gets the butter first for their corn on the cob) or a fight WITH butter?
Very different scenarios.
A fight with butter seems more fun.
Where do you people get these strange ideas?
....
Is margerine allowed?
Lois is the expert at butter fighting (see her blog for the full story)....and I'm guessing she's good at it.
For a girl.
Do NOT challenge a Scottish woman to a butter fight. You just couldn't handle it.
I could take all of you on, no problem at all.
But the humiliation of losing to me would be too great and overwhelming for you to handle...so I'll just sit this one out.
Not half as cool as a good butter fight.
I once covered William Shatner in butter* (I needed alot)
*I'm lying.
Mahna mahna.
Butter, butter, who's your mother?
It's kick or be buttered!
(Doo-doo de doo-doo...)
I think Butter Fighting might be the next Olympic Sport-so start waxing and training boys and girls-I have a feeling I'm a Gold Medal contender in this event.
I could eat two sticks of butter...just jam a stick in the end and I'll eat 'em like a popsicle.
If butter-fighting is an Olympic sport, what would the corresponding performance-enhancer be? I'm guessing Chardonnay.
Why can't we have a bacon fight? Hot and greasy goodness.
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