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Fairytales for a Practical Princess - 2008-11-30
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9:17 p.m. - 2008-08-16
Yesterday's market was odd. Traffic was light but money was made. Customers were okay, but really off-the-wall. Like it was the first time they'd been to Earth off-the-wall. One chick said to Nina the soap/incense lady, "Oh, oatmeal soap, is this for removing dirt from the skin?" Nina, who is impossibly kind and hardly ever crabs about the customers no matter how weird or rude they are, came over to me rolling her eyes and snorting. She repeated what the space case had said and then snarked, "No, lady, I don't wash with oatmeal soap, I broil it and serve it with steak and a cold beer." We had a hearty laugh together then she went back to her stall to deal with her space cases and I went on dealing with mine. Including a babe who must have come on the same ship as the oatmeal soap chick. Ms Outer Limits got all boo-boo faced and asked how we could bear to kill those cute goats to make cheese out of them. When I could collect my scattered wits (which had been knocked clear to the other end of the village green by this chick's monumental weirdness and stupidity) I explained that the goats are milked and the cheese is made with that. We don't have to KILL the goats to get cheese from them. She was quite relieved to hear this. Yahoo! Ride 'em, space cowgirl! Anyhow, after Ms Outer Limits had wandered off back toward her mother ship I tried to imagine what part of the goat's body you'd get cheese from anyhow. Like would the cheese be near the ribs or perhaps somewhere in the rump area? I thought, too, whether I'd need to post a sign saying, "No Goats Were Killed To Make This Cheese." Of course there were the usual derfs who couldn't figure out how we make fudge from goat cheese. The sign clearly says, "Goat's MILK Fudge", but reading isn't nearly as fundamental as it used to be. So obviously after we slaughter the goats to harvest the cheese from them we divert part of the cheese and make fudge with it. Yuppers, that new taste sensation that's sweeping the nation: Cheese Fudge! Boy howdy there's some really dumb folk out there. And they are allowed to drive cars and vote and everything! Which explains things like the Bushmeister's 2nd term and this:
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