Benjamin Flippin' Franklin.

Guys, I had to take a second to tell you, that THIS marks the 100th post of Amuse Bouche!

What wild ride its been, and continues to be.  I wanted to make this post special, so I thought let's talk about how crazy you guys are.

Everyone knows I'm a six blend of nuts, but you guys, well I don't quite call you out enough.  You crack my shit up.  Every time I look into searched phrases, I giggle, pee a tiny bit, and move on with my life knowing you crazy birds are out there, silently giving me laughs.

The Top-however many I can think of phrases-that YOU search and find my blog:

Everyone can recall baby cows being brought up here a time or 50 - and that has been a source of constant joking and laughter between the insiders of Amuse Bouche.  Let's take a trip down memory lane

What started it all


The baby cows to frolick

Continuing

And to date, consistently there are at least 4 people who search 'baby cows', 'baby cows frolicking', or even 'da baby cows to a frolick, son' and find Amuse Bouche.   I offered dinner, I offered bragging rights, but no one would come forward and admit who they were.  Well today - there's a new baby cow in town.

Someone searched the term:

shit the bed, Martha

and found this blog.  SHIT THE BED, MARTHA?!?!?!? HAHAHAHHA!!!

Thank you. Thank you, thank you, THANK. YOU.  I will from now on, use the term 'shit the bed, martha' freely and frequently.

These phrases, along with a slew of other goofy ones, have honestly turned bad days around.  They put smiles on my faces and I see them as little presents in my stats.

So from all of my closest friends, from Brian, and myself, thank you, for hand feeding me material.

I leave you with 2 of the biggest hussies in the world to celebrate how amazing you all are!

If you look real close, I'm pretty sure you can see Chloe's teet.

Love,

Whit