Google Smackdown Monday, uh, Tuesday. Whatever.
Dear reader who found my site whilst googling, “can we eat silver balls?”,
There are really two ways to answer this questions. The long way and the short way. You know which way I’m going with it.
Aside from the obvious word, balls, I’m curious about the silver part. Silver balls? To eat? Are these the little silver dragées used in baking? If you’re in Europe, they are marked as a food item and people eat them. In the US, we are pussies and label them as decoration only. I say, eat them. If you can find them. Seems one über pussy brought a lawsuit in 2003 against American distributors and retailers of the silver balls, screaming poison! poison! But no! No one has ever been hurt by them! But yikes! Potential poison! If maybe, you eat like, eleventy billion pounds of silver dragées! Danger!
Pussy.
Eat them if you feel like being European and cool. And because you aren’t a pussy. But you have to buy them in France because they are not pussies and love to risk life with the eating of tiny, silvered candies on those three cookies a year.
I hope you didn’t mean any other kind of silver ball. Once, I did see a truck with a big pair of silver balls dangling from the hitch. That was cool, but it didn’t make me hungry.
Perhaps you mean the two silver balls that cap off a piercing. Like a Prince Albert. Beefy.
Maybe Christmas ornaments? Or, Ben Wa balls? Yum.
Should you eat any of those? The short answer is, if course, no. But I’ve seen weirder. Just don’t be a pussy about those dragées. That will piss me off.
Sincerely,
Melissa
December 27th, 2005 at 8:22 pm
Yay, balls! We have a blue pair of dangling balls on a truck in the nieghborhood. I feel really satisfied with the blue color of these balls. It makes me laugh. Melissa Love, you are so freak’n funny. LOL.
December 27th, 2005 at 10:34 pm
Hey Melissa, thank you for introducing me to your adorable eleven year old looking cutie pie husbandman. No wonder you’re always hot for monkey love.
Damn! I can hardly wait to hold the baby!
M
December 27th, 2005 at 10:41 pm
Oh wait, I have another thing to say. Go down and look at The Knitting Lesson and tell me what you think. Is it love, or the desperation of poverty. Or do those two things maybe happen together. Or do they happen together only in the minds of those who’ve never known either. Love, or poverty.
When I first looked at it, I was smitten with the love I thought was shown in the image. But the more I look, the more confusing the image becomes. I wanted to add it to the Museum of the Art of Motherhood, but now I don’t know.
Looking closely is sometimes a pain in the neck. Sometimes, you don’t want to know the details. Don’t look, don’t ask. Oh. Wait. No, maybe that’s not a good idea either.
More later,
Em
December 27th, 2005 at 10:46 pm
I just rastled him into the boudoir tonight. He is a cutie pie!
I’ll have to go check out that painting. I don’t remember what it looks like at all!