Knock, Knock

Knock, knock! 

(This is the part where you say who is there)

Who’s there? (Well done)


Boo who?

Don’t cry, it’s only a joke!


Knock, knock!

Who’s there?


Howl who?

Howl you know unless you open the door?


Knock, knock!

Who’s there?

The Messy Chef

The Messy Chef who you may ask?  And then because most people like to ramble on, at least I do, you may go on to say that you had heard your parents speak of a Messy Chef once that dared to celebrate only our nation’s greatest holidays for one month inspiring uncounted millions  (literally no one counted, I just assume that the Messy Chef inspired at least that many people) but then suddenly, without warning, stopped writing to not be heard from for months.  Some claimed he died.  Others claimed he had fallen deeply in love with someone who had graphophobia (the fear of writing) and in order to be with his true love he had vowed to never write another word ever.  There were others still that believed he was not gone at all but just waiting for the right moment to begin to do again the one thing he is probably best at including lighting snow men on fire, learning random phrases in sign language, and rambling about non sense in the hopes that someone out there may laugh on a metro ride in to work one morning all while getting looked at strangely by the people around them because well that random person laughing on the metro.  Yes, I am talking about you.  The Messy Chef who you may ask?

Aren’t you glad I didn’t say banana!… wait, that is not how that one is supposed to end…


Anyways, new posts next week!

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