Plop: The Third Part

Okay, here's a clue:

Now, here's your other clues:


And this:


You know where I'm going, right? Now go read my post. Oh here's my other one. Go! Shoo!

You're done already? Wow.

So just kick back, relax, and enjoy another food disaster.

So, I had pasta for dinner. I was swaying around as I carried my plate to the table. *Flashback*
*I come back to reality*
*Shudders*
Okay, sorry. Only this time, it didn't go BOOM. And it didn't go Tssssssssss either. It went:
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PLOP

I looked down at my dinner. On the floor. (I cleaned it up.)

PS: Ms. Witty made me more pasta.

Is This Some Kind Of Joke?

So, have you read about my experience with oyster crackers? Well, if you haven't, you're in for a surprise.

Now go read about my oyster crackers and don't come back 'till you've read every single word!

Okay, have you done it? Good. So, let's get started!

Okay, here's a hint:


Okay, now do you think you know? Let's put it together. Sprite+My oyster crackers adventure=Uh-oh. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Yes, you are good.

Here's how it happened:

So, Big Pain was at school, and he bought me a Sprite. We got to his school, and he ran. With the soda in his backpack. You see where I'm going with this, right? Yup. I think you're smart enough to see the problem. So, he got in the car, and said, "Hannah Fanna, I got something for you." I replied "Oh cool, thanks!" And out he pulled the bottle. Dun, dun, duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun. I opened it. But this time, it didn't go BOOM. It went the way that always happens. Tsssssssssssssssss. I was soaked.

Why am I cursed?

PS: Big Pain kept on apologizing.

Tomorrows Weather? Sunny, With Slight Showers Of Oyster Crackers

So, Labor Day weekend was a blast. Blast, geddit? Oh, well, you'll get it soon.

So, anyway, before I was so rudely interrupted by... by... by, oh you are good. Fine, I interrupted myself.

Okay, no more distractions... *Distant music plays* Ooh! The ice cream truck!

Okay, fine. I went out to lunch in Springfield, Illinois. I got chili. They came with, ooh, you guested it! Oyster crackers! So, I was opening my oyster crackers, so I tried popping it. Pop! It popped, but nothing happened. I tried pinching and pulling. And then...
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BOOM!

The oyster crackers flew like a firework display. One hit Big Pain in the eye.

*Laughs...*

There were people walking in the door right as it exploded, that got showered. With oyster crackers.

Now do you get my little thing about a blast?

Have you ever gotten showered with oyster crackers?