Snig of the Day
Defenders of the Crispy Crust
During the epic War of the Meal, when Hot Dog and Hamburger were pitted against the likes of Lobster Bisque and Prime Rib, it was the Defenders of the Crispy Crust that finally tipped the scales in favor of the $5 dollar entree.
To this day these Champions of the Cheese Triangle stand at the ready to defend the honor of heat-lamp foods everywhere should the need arise.
Cave Raisins
Cave Raisins belong to a secretive matriarchal society that dwells in abandoned worm tunnels beneath the vineyard.
They surface only to gather new recruits — grapes that have fallen, left to shrivel in the orchard soil.
Fur Hermit
This ruminative little rodent contemplates the minutia of the universe.
Currently, he is mulling over Coswaldt's Theorem — a radical hypothesis proclaiming the existence of a semi-tart flavor connecting cranberry and banana.
1,000 Millimeter Worm Hurdle
Certainly one of the most exciting events at the Annual Insect Games, the 1,000 millimeter worm hurdle is a truly gruelling test of bug stamina.
"This year's worm has to be one of the squigglier worms I've seen," says coach Ladybug. "And that can spell disaster for a 6 legged athlete.
Adding to the course's difficulty is the constant possibility of being eaten by Praying Mantis. "I don't think he's had a bite in weeks," remarks Beetle. "He's been eyeing Spider all morning".
"Praying Mantis doesn't really concern me," grumbles Spider. "The only reason I lose every year is because of that aggravatingly smug dust-wing Moth. When are they going to institute a 'no-fly' policy? It kills me to hear that little flutter over my head right before the finish line."
Snigpig's Heaping Ham Hole
In all the world of mud and sty there was no more trusted or beloved pig than Snigpig.
Sadly, during the Festival of Filth, Snigpig over-stuffed himself to the point of bursting — leaving nothing but a gaping hole and a few strips of bacon orbiting the Sweemp.
Now, every summer, when the Festival of Filth arrives, snigs come to pay their respects and toss ham slices into the final resting place of this once magnificent hog.
Projectile Shrimping
A common stomach ailment with Whalewalk folk, projectile shrimping usually passes within 24 hours.
Sweet Sweet Cheench
Sweet Sweet Cheench is the softest, most cuddly Cheench in all of Chauceville.
Adding to his snuggly allure are three special messages when you rub his stum:
"I have a tickle secret!" "Velvet rolls are hug sausages" and "Cheesecake puts on the pounds".
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