A carbon man in a carbon house
Tbf I’d be fed up too if my parents named me Luigi. Meaning no insult to the greater Luigi community.
do gingerbread men make miniture houses out of brick and mortar during the holidays?
I’m more wondering about the smell. If I entered a house made of human flesh, I’m sure the smell alone would make me gag. But if I smell a gingerbread house, it smells good.
So if a gingerbread man were inside a gingerbread house, would he gag? Or would it smell just as pleasant to him as it does to us?
And would smelling another gingerbread man be like smelling foul body odor? Or again, would it smell good?
If I entered a house made of human flesh, I’m sure the smell alone would make me gag.
Are you sure? It’s rotting flesh that smells gross. If the building material isn’t rotting, would it smell bad? Or what if it were dehydrated to be able to last a long time, like an unseasoned jerky? Or maybe even tanned, like leather?
He has bigger problems. His (and the house’s) “Best by” date was a month ago.
The gingerbread man lives in what he believes to be a gingerbread universe, where all matter is gingerbread.
I don’t worry that my home and my body are both made of matter. The gingerbread man thinks similarly, but the “matter” to him is what we know to be gingerbread.
The gingerbread man lives in what he believes to be a gingerbread universe, where all matter is gingerbread.
Gingerbread, da ba dee da ba di
Da ba dee da ba di, da ba dee da ba di
Da ba dee da ba di, da ba dee da ba di
Da ba dee da ba di, da ba dee da ba di
