Swanson Plush


There must have been some magic in that old mustache they found,
For when they put it on his face,
He began to make eggs and bacon!

Swanson the Plushman,
Was alive as he could be,
And the children say he could whittle canoes,
Just the same as you and me.

Someone needs to publish that sheet music ASAP. This post practically wrote itself. I made this for my sister as a Christmas gift. It went over pretty well (after all, we share the same blood; we share the Swanson gene).

7 comments:

Please Note said...

I'm freaking out right now.

Philly Art Girl said...

It's okay; you're doing the right thing. I recommend breathing into a paper bag.

Doc said...

I see no bacon... Oh, you ate the bacon, didn't you? Admit it!

Philly Art Girl said...

Of course I ate it. Bacon doesn't stay in my house; it is bought and eaten.

Anonymous said...

how do i get a swanson plush!

Katie Mc. said...

uhgoodgawd woman, YOU are amazing! i was doing the internet adventure-style and landed on your site-- I am SO GLAD i did! CAN I LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH YOU?! Okay, but srsly, is it possible to order one of these ron swanson plush-babes from you? let me know!

katie Mc. said...

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