Where in the ding-dong heck is The Chimp? Today DW and I went to a little Surfside Beach eatery for lunch, and DW ordered some banana pudding to take home. We got home and lo and behold, it was all custard pudding with a few 'nilla wafers stuck on it -- and NO banana slices! I fear The Chimp is swinging around the Southland and snagging all the bananas for his own consumption. Confess - we're on to you Chimpster! ![Mad :mad: :mad:](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
![Stick out tongue :p :p](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
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Can't believe the Man of Steel is taking rooster comb injections in his knees and you have no chimpy quips to offer about the roosterization of SB. :biggrin2:
Can't believe the Man of Steel is taking rooster comb injections in his knees and you have no chimpy quips to offer about the roosterization of SB. :biggrin2: