Welcome to Friday Finkin’.  Dis Nickels Noteworffy, and I am here to share wiff you some ob the stuff I fink about.  Today I’m finkin’ about green beams.  I don’t like them, and I was finkin’ about why.  I lub peas, and you would fink they were pretty much the same, they are both green and you hab to take off the outside before eating them, but when you get to the beam, it’s just disappointing and then you fink about how you wish you had peas instead.  It’s kind ob a crushing blow to your soul.  I mean, you work so hard to get in there, and when you finally make it, it’s disgusting.

I hope I neber hab to eat them again.  I fink all the farmers that grown them should stop immediately and replant their crops wiff cotton camdy.  I hear cotton camdy only grows good in the souff, but eberybody who libs where it’s warm enuff should try it, because cotton camdy is so tasty and reminds you ob fun times at the county fair and the circus, and eben though it makes your hands sticky, it’s worff it, because you don’t hab to hab a whole baff, just wash your hands, which is ok, and you should do anyway because ob germs and stuff.  Maybe I hab the genetic fing that makes beams taste like soap.  Although one time there was a soap that smelled like banilla and I tasted it, and it was pretty good.  Sometimes you can’t trust your smell buds.  That reminds me ob that one time….

Apparently I’m out ob time, hab a great weekend eberybody and I’ll talk to you later.