I can tell you my high spirited ladies were quite tickled with tomato man. They've upped their phallic tomato offerings. So the fresh ones were there, just ahem - undersized.
Today's post will be brief - as I seem to have a lot of irons in the fire tonight.
I am over at Yeah Write this week and the rules for participating are you read every blog that links - I'm halfway there. If you haven't visited - you totally should. Really, it's the best community out there for bloggers. Erica is pretty strict on the quality, so what is there is great and there's something for everyone.
I have a half launched Facebook page that needs some serious bling added to it. I really want to thank the people that have already stroked my like button - I like it. For the pages that have liked, I'll be stroking back so I can share your awesomeness.
I want to create a badge so all of you can share the natural wonder of a Cocktail Tomato in Assless Chaps - I've never done it before so the learning curve is steep! But I will push on through and sooner or later you all will be able to have your own Tomato Man, well I guess that's if you actually want to have a Tomato Man.
Speaking of Tomato Man - don't you think he's just begging to be made into some memes? I do so I've been busily thinking up punchy little slogans I can print across his awesome hiney. If you've got one, feel free to post it in the comments.
So far my best is Does This Romaine Make My Ass Look Fat?, Hey There Cowboy, Keep Your Horse Away From My Junk and Should I Wax?
Plus I'm already looking for Cocktail Tomato boobs - we'll use some wilted celery hearts with the leaves for arms and lettuce for a robe and dammit I've got to build a lounge of some sort for her to recline on. Maybe a divan?