Biff and THL, I lasted for about 20 minutes watching Miami Social. Threw up in my mouth a little and had to switch. That’s only ugly Russian chick that George from the show is all obsessing about. If he wants a gold digger, I can find him a way hotter one who would love to live in Miami.
George’s girlfriend’s mom threw out an eclair. It was on top in the garbage so he fished it out and began to eat it when he got caught. I’m now gonna call you Biffy Constanza 🙂
I threw out a big box of pastries left over from a party pulled it back out later that day and scarfed half the box for dinner. Then I wet them and threw the rest out. I lived alone at the time.
Ok, fine, I’ll go first. I did once throw out a half eaten box of chocolates. Got hungry later and crazed them. So I did one of those things whereby I looked at the top of the garbage (box was still on top, thankfully) and kept walking. Passed by a couple more times, staring at it a bit longer. Of course the story ends with me sitting on a couch with a belly ache and a complete empty box of chocolates on the coffee table in front of me. Not a pretty picture. At least I wasn’t in a wife beater and boxers, but I might as well have been.
Gem, I just went to desire-to-inspire today and of course she’s got one of the ‘chintzy-esque’ posts up today. I assure you She’s generally not like that. Scroll back to her older stuff.
Dave, did you know the person who left behind the wine? Or was it tainted with stranger spittle ? (ewww!)
Biff and THL, I lasted for about 20 minutes watching Miami Social. Threw up in my mouth a little and had to switch. That’s only ugly Russian chick that George from the show is all obsessing about. If he wants a gold digger, I can find him a way hotter one who would love to live in Miami.
George’s girlfriend’s mom threw out an eclair. It was on top in the garbage so he fished it out and began to eat it when he got caught. I’m now gonna call you Biffy Constanza 🙂
Maybe not the same thing but I’ve finished off someone else’s wine glass who wasn’t going to drink it all on more than one occasion.
I threw out a big box of pastries left over from a party pulled it back out later that day and scarfed half the box for dinner. Then I wet them and threw the rest out. I lived alone at the time.
“crazed them”.
I meant craved them.
I didn’t see all of the Seinfeld episodes. I take it this was the storyline in one of them. Damn, I’m in the same company as George!
Ok, fine, I’ll go first. I did once throw out a half eaten box of chocolates. Got hungry later and crazed them. So I did one of those things whereby I looked at the top of the garbage (box was still on top, thankfully) and kept walking. Passed by a couple more times, staring at it a bit longer. Of course the story ends with me sitting on a couch with a belly ache and a complete empty box of chocolates on the coffee table in front of me. Not a pretty picture. At least I wasn’t in a wife beater and boxers, but I might as well have been.
Redskin Spanish, Biff.
Gem, I just went to desire-to-inspire today and of course she’s got one of the ‘chintzy-esque’ posts up today. I assure you She’s generally not like that. Scroll back to her older stuff.