Sunday, April 24

daddy's haus.

broccoli bread!!!!!!
that's how the hottness is prepared, ninjas.
one heroic hunk of hopped-up broccolisciousness,
piping it's steamy 'ness from right on out the oven.
neighbors,
just look at how hooked-up this sh!t is:
and when it's time to give praise and thanks
to big poppa for all the baked-up business,
well,
there's only one thing that makes it work:
c'mon.
you can't actually be surprised, can you?
double-butts!
uh-huh, neighbors.
daddy gets both butts.
that's the big action.
one loaf of large-and-in-charge, chunky,
nootchie-notched, floret-filled freshness,
for every-mutha-uckin'-body's face.
that's one hundred and eleven percent EXPERT.
fact.
final evening's festivities, over and out;
never quiet, never soft.....

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