Marshmallows (in my defense...)

I don't even like marshmallows. But, every time i go camping, i feel the strange need to follow some unspoken rule that you must roast and munch at least one marshmallow. This is all fine and good. Being misquoted is not! *angry, growling face*

I would like to ask, does anyone see a resemblence between the following: "weiners," "marshmallow sticks." HA-HAAA! Neither do i!!! So why, then, am i accused of scandelous smacking when all i wanted to do was get rid of the evil campfire smoke?! I mean, really! "white rabbit, white rabbit, white rabbit" didn't work. So i took Cal's advice and tried "i hate white rabbits, i hate white rabbits, i hate white rabbits." That didn't work either. Perhaps b/c i actually do like little white rabbits, and also, i think hate is a terrible word and should only be used in extreme cases (i.e., ani's evil dad and curse, homewreckers in general, and atrocious landlords). I digress... Oh yes, so, after not being able to scare away the smoke with those two tactics, i was trying to think of what was missing from my superstious antics.

The logical next step would be to add some sticks. You know, like when you beat two sticks together to ward off something evil. So, ya, i innocently suggested that we whack two marshmallow sticks together. Okay, so maybe i had started to say "weiner sticks" (b/c the little people had last used the very sticks in question to charcol their hotdogs on) but i quickly realized what path that would lead down, so i corrected myself in time. I really can't be held responsible if unsavoury characters choose to deliberately twist and corrupt my honourable intentions. *sigh* I rest my case.