And they didn't even know it. She waited until after dark in daylight savings time, so no one would see.
She'd obviously been listening to Mrs. Filbert, who was a big fan of duplicity.
Here's a wedding shot of that happy couple.
You'd think she'd look happier. After all, her margarine didn't require pinching and kneading.
(PINCH THAT COLOR BERRY!)
At least her hands could rest easy, even if her mind couldn't. It was nearly miraculous.
So easy to spread, on husband or bread.
Inspiring songs of joy like this one.
It seems safer trying to fool Mother Nature, and she's in charge of hurricanes.
Oleo.
Margarine.
Buttery spread.
No matter what you call it, it's good, good, good! And so is this cover art.
