Do We Have Enough Shroom?

Studly Doright called me outside on Wednesday afternoon. “Come see what I found!”

Now, in the past when he’s beckoned me outside with those words I’ve encountered a great many scary things: huge banana spiders, an enormous black snake, and various oversized insects. He’s never called me to come see some cute and cuddly animal. I was prepared to run.

Fortunately, this time he’d found something I’d have no trouble outrunning—a big fat mushroom.

So how big is it? Here’s Studly Doright holding Mr. Shroom:

It’s smaller than our neighbors’ home….

Ever wonder what they look like in the inside?

The inside almost looked like the inside of a dinner roll, but we didn’t eat it. We’re easily amused, but not stupid.

Who knows what he’ll find outside next time? Princess Peach?

Peace, people!

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

16 thoughts on “Do We Have Enough Shroom?”

  1. Did you figure out the variety? It looked like one that sends out it’s spores with little puffs from teeny holes in the crown, but really the only thing I know about mushrooms is that they like sh*t, so I could be wrong!

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