Did I tell you about the fight I had this morning?
I picked up a one-dollar umbrella this morning instead of my compact fancy one. The handle popped out automatically and whacked someone on the station platform. After getting it under control and boarding the train it kerfwumped completely open on the when we were all packed like sardines and pissed everyone off – they probably though I did it on purpose. Then it behaved well until I was getting off at Rockefeller Center and the handle shot out again and grabbed someone’s bag as I exited the train. After one last attempt to explode and spill my coffee I strangled it and threw it in the trash can.
Cholo:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=cholo
chololatiest?
*shaking head* That’s a totally racist ingredient Biff!
I think the What would prefer the LOON PIES (marshmellow filled)…
Biff, no nuts in your recipes?
hyperbolic bxgrl, your words not mine.
we should send an order of biff’s killer DOUBLE FUDGE cookies to the What.
MM, no acerbic acid in my batter. I put only the finest ingredients: the saltiest salt, the creamiest milk and the chololatiest chocolate.
“I can fashion a pretty mean shank out of biscotti.”
THL, that was priceless.
Sounds like a great business, Biff. No acerbic acid in your batter, though.
Did I tell you about the fight I had this morning?
I picked up a one-dollar umbrella this morning instead of my compact fancy one. The handle popped out automatically and whacked someone on the station platform. After getting it under control and boarding the train it kerfwumped completely open on the when we were all packed like sardines and pissed everyone off – they probably though I did it on purpose. Then it behaved well until I was getting off at Rockefeller Center and the handle shot out again and grabbed someone’s bag as I exited the train. After one last attempt to explode and spill my coffee I strangled it and threw it in the trash can.