mmm.... wafffles.... auggguglghglhglughglhglhg....

Obligatory Homer moment taken care of, I move on.

"Is it true that Canadians live off the blood of the timberwolves?"

"No, just the waffles."

The waffles of the timberwolves? Wow! I mean, we knew Diablo could cook, but timberwolves? What a world!

The only thing finer than to be in Carolina in the morning is to eat waffles! In Carolina! In the Morning! With Reese Witherspoon! With extra pony, of course.

So, how do you like your waffles? I like all kinds of waffles. I especially like pecan waffles, and bacon waffles (pork makes almost everything [echonyc.com] better!). Oooh, and waffles flambe!

Jon should get all his webcomic buddies to do a whole week of waffle stories. That would be wafflicious. And waffledacious. And then Sesame Street could introduce a new character, Waffleufagus, which sounds a lot like esophogus.

If Kittens = PopTarts, solve for Y in Y=Waffles.

And that's it. I'm done.

No, wait. Beer Waffles! It's got to work! Just make beer bread [vermilionink.com], and add some extra oil to give it that waffly goodness. mmmm.... Black Bavarian [sprecherbrewery.com] waffles!

Straight batter, and a searingly hot waffle iron. If you don't lose a finger to third degree burns and inevitable gangrene, you don't love waffles enough.

I've tried the specialty waffles, and they have their place. But a straight, good old fashioned waffle, golden brown with artery-destroying butter spluged on top and Maple Tree Blood on the side... now that's happiness in the morning.

Y=monotremes [berkeley.edu]