We were all deeply shocked and saddened by Heath Ledger's untimely death yesterday, and while those in New York City have manifested their grief by erecting a candlelit shrine for the actor, I've paid tribute the only way I know how: with yogurt. Yes, in honor of Heath, I ordered my frozen yogurt tonight with a topping of Heath Bar Crunch. It's a small gesture, but heartfelt nonetheless.
To complete the pun tribute (the highest kind if you ask me), I wanted to take a picture of my yogurt next to an accounting ledger or at least a copy of the Lewisboro Ledger, but I had neither available. Instead, I simply took a picture of the yogurt on the next best thing: a ledge. Props to my friends for helping me find a ledge. (And props to Classic Concentration for my love of a good rebus.)
Sad.
dude. what. is. wrong. with. you? my mom died eating a heath bar precariously close to a ledge. wait, no, thats how my sister died. wait, no...
great actor; great topping. nice.
I thought it was gourmet cat food.
Damn, that tribute looks delicious.
R.I.P. Heath.
That was a yummy tribute. oh, and sad, too
I'm hungry.
too bad the masseuse wasn't a Scientologist.
hb
Never before has a tribute to someone's death, made me so hungry.