A storm is brewing

Hmm. What would hap­pen if you could really brew a storm in a tea-cup? Would you be able to send forth lit­tle bolts of light­ning from your pinkie? Or make it rain on a six­pence? (That last one would be even more impres­sive if I knew what a six­pence looked like, and per­haps how I could turn on one.…) I guess you’d have to sell the tea bags in an extra strong box. It would prob­a­bly rum­ble and shake in the bas­ket as you took it to the check­out and embar­rass the kind of per­son who thinks other peo­ple think they are con­stantly break­ing wind when in fact they sim­ply have very squeaky shoes. Or storm-in-a-bag.

What else would they have in the range? Coco-stones. Kind of moccha-frappe-hail. Obvi­ously. Make every­thing choco­latey. Although they’d give you a freez­ing tongue and one of those weird headaches you get from eat­ing too much ice cream. And jelly-vision, for when you’re watch­ing some­thing really scary.

Sigh. Well. It’s a post isn’t it? Brain is cur­rently addled by too much run­ning on lemsip.

Any other prod­ucts I’m missing?

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