"What an adorable baby!" crooned the nurse,

"What an adorable baby!" crooned the nurse, as she handed him to Mr. & Mrs. Aday. "His name will be Marvin Lee," said Mrs. Aday. "Although...he looks kinda like a meat loaf."

And that's how Spam Baby got his nickname. Upon discharge from the hospital, they put him in a bedpan and lovingly buckled the pan into his newborn car seat, but on the way home

some homesick Hawaiians grabbed him, spam loco moco. When Spam Baby's parents returned, they saw the gargantuan gentle giants devouring their baby.

They did not mind because spam comes back out as spam. I wiped the spam off my shoes and decided to check out the other corners of this story; preferably spam free corners.

Lucky for you it came; "spam" ceased to exist beyond this fol- Dang nabbit! I just said spam- I mean the "Shall not be spoken word" shall not be spoken yonder this line!

I felt a compulsive urge to say the word,so to stop myself from doing so,I said any other words that came to mind:"Ham!Cheese!Good!Bad!Voldemort!" And then uh oh.Voldemort appeared

did I say Voldemort. I said mortified. I umm. No no... I actually said Vole d'Mort. I was referring an old fashioned Cajun recipe involving small hairy... " Voldemort frowned evily

And gave me his own version of the recipe. It resembled oxtail soup, which I last ate in 1984. It was delicious. Better than hunting down a mix for it. I once made a pound cake

Cake boss looked doomed to failure before it had even begun. The eclairs and brioche soon followed suit. "You don't need all this sugar", Dora muttered, "Why not try a nice piece o