Saturday, 8 January 2011

Size Isn't Everything

Do you remember what I got for Christmas?

I thought very carefully about what to dip him in, including Patsy's Irn Brew suggestion, but after serious contemplation, and the worry about him ending up a tangerine bream, I popped him in a glass of Pinot Grigio. 

And he grew...

And now me eyesight's gone a wee bit squiffy!

Me finks I'm gonna call him Moobs.


  1. Well I'll be damned. I thought you'd taken up snake charming.

  2. This chap was slippy enough when I got him outta the glass!

  3. All I can do is LMAO!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!
    I might have to invest in my own!!!

    Hugs to you honey!

  4. If I was in your neck of the woods, I wouldn't venture far away from those hunks you usually have spawled across your pages.

  5. I'm with Cecile...ROTFLOL! He did grow but not in the right place. Tehehehehehe

    Hugs Sweetie

  6. Well hell...that's how I get a man!! I just go grow one!! LOL That is hilarious!! Although I am in the group that says size matters!!

  7. Absolutely, Kracken. He's 4 inches, now, and standing in a beer glass full of water. Don't want him troubled with brewer's droop when he's reached full size!

  8. Maybe he's got a nice personality?

  9. Blub, blub, blub... is all he gasps from below the non tidal water, Patsy.