tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644883175982251694.post5606223344392469176..comments2023-10-22T03:43:22.493-05:00Comments on yo! fishboy!: Saturday's Comic! (a day or so late)-Burning Flesh.Eric Edward Fishboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05185801938518877572noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644883175982251694.post-67859043100669632782010-06-15T08:12:48.275-05:002010-06-15T08:12:48.275-05:00Dad you are so weirdDad you are so weirdDonna Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13371794365177404242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644883175982251694.post-3904529058721006072010-06-14T09:33:05.206-05:002010-06-14T09:33:05.206-05:00We are all familiar with the cliched threat, "...We are all familiar with the cliched threat, "You're toast". Many years ago, before it was a cliche, it meant, "I am going to burn you until you smell like toast". Thus the phrase and thus the smell that all breakfast lovers are familiar with.Pappy and Gran Granhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00501470278691138450noreply@blogger.com