If You Like A Lot Of Amy On Your Biscuit, Join Our Club

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Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me withAmy's Disease
Cause:	bee sting
Symptoms:	neck lengthening, extreme double-jointedness, pointy ears, halo
Cure:	take a day off work
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Slogans from the Slogan Generator Julia found:

Amy is so Bracing.
Put An Amy In Your Tank.
More Amy Please. (Ha ha! I'm Ovaltine! I pity da foo'!)
If You Like A Lot Of Amy On Your Biscuit, Join Our Club. (Heehee, I'm rather fond of that one, lol . . . )
Amy Not Included. (So don't buy that . . . because you know you want Amy . . . )

Life's Pretty Straight Without Tiffany.
Little. Yellow. Different. Jessica. (Right . . . I wonder what THAT was originally from, lol . . . ).
Every Kiss Begins With Julia. (Lol!!! Even though she already did hers, a lot, too, actually . . . ).
Don't Be Vague. Ask for Tory.
Everything We Do is Driven by Alice.
Good Robert Has Danish Written All Over It. (Of course . . . I know I think "Danish" whenever I think of Robert . . . ).
A Tough Liz to Follow.
Do You, uh, Nichole? (Oh, yes, I, uh, Nichole!!!)
A Kristina's Too Wet Without One. (Um, a diaper? . . . or we could go very dirty on that one, too, lol . . . ).
Happiness is a Cigar Called Erin.
The Real Smell of Christina.
Avez-Vous Un Katie?
You Too Can Have An Anne Like Mine.
Try Neil, You'll Like It.

How bored am I?