We drive past a llama farm nearly every day. And nearly every time we drive past, there are llamas outside in the llama field standing on crates so they can peer through the barn windows into the barn. And it isn’t always the same llama, mind you. It’s a variety of llamas. Peeping.
(And of course we are required by law to sing the llama song when we pass.)
I’m starting to obsess a little about this. What is in the barn? WHAT WHAT WHAT?
Well, duh. The barn contains the lady llamas’ locker room!
In the barn is the llama llama duck. Otherwise known as the ducklai llama. Worship her or else. Doorknob ankle cold.
Why oh why am I asking this? What is the llama song?
I knew I would regret it.
Yeah, you are gonna regret it. It will bore its way into your melon and never completely come out.
never seen a peeping llama, but i got a llama pin at a garage sale. it was about 1 inch tall, and if you looked closely, you could see his naughty bits peepin out.
Heh. Kinda like chocolate niblet beans. Watch it once-watch it twice-watch it three times-it’s never the same. Your brain won’t like you.
Chocolate Niblet Beans.
Huh.
WTF!?
Does the song ever stop? Heeeeeeeeeeelp… (start running but crashes into the doorpost (thud!). Lots of ducks buzzing overhead. Then a llama enters the room)
Did you figure out how the orange slayed the rake?
It’s filled with digestive biscuits.
Llamas like digestive biscuits.