Don't touch my bottle of Dewers.
The devouring of Funyuns is an acceptable excuse.
sorry, honey. I meant to say 'Don't touch my bottle of Dewars.' :)
Funyuns rule.Although they're not actually as good as Bugles. I'm not above admitting that when Bugles finally turned up in the snack machine at my office, I purposely bought up all of them and hoarded the bags in my desk drawer. I figured it would accomplish the two-fold goal of A) keeping me in Bugles for months should the addition have been nothing more than a temporary fluke, and B) confusing the hell out of anyone tasked with cleaning out my desk should I suddenly be fired for, oh say, complaining about the pathetic state of television news via various internet sites and magazines.
Bugles, hmm? I'll see your Bubles and raise you a bag of Chex Sweet 'N Salty Honey Nut.Also, a combo my girlfriend and I stumbled upon one night while sitting around the Hooka:Beer and Hershey's chocolate.....wow! Throw in a box of Franzia, and it's a party bitches!!!
You know how I know that Jesus doesn't answer your prayers? Ann Coulter hasn't been hideously mauled by a pack of rabid squirrels.
A couple more comments came through and I accidentally deleted them -- very sorry to those who wrote in.
Yeah yeah yeah but where the hell ARE you?
mmmmmmmm funyuns....almost as good as pie. when come back bring pie. wanker.
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