Though usually the flame goes under the cauldron, I'm not gonna complain. I'm gonna pretend I'm Severus Snape and yell at my imaginary students.
Thank you, little plastic man, for bearing the burden of my social networks, Netflix, Pandora, Angry Birds and Texts From Last Night. I know it's a lot to handle.
Imagine the awesome patterns if you dropped him off the table onto a big sheet of paper?
It seems ridiculous to have something so big just to hold toothpicks, but hey, if you have a lot of counter space to fill up, you could do worse.
It's a nice day to sit by the boiling pond and fish for a cup of tea.
Stop hogging all the snacks, hedgie!