Hola, hola, hola! Dontcha love when people make Christmas cookies for a party...and then mess up on, like, half of them...and put the messed-up ones out for anyone (mostly me) to devour? Thought so. Me too. ;)
Today's WFTH are from the Food-Related category. My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :D
Person 1: "What about bananas swimming?"
Person 2: "They don't, that's what about them!" Not usually...
"Oops, I spilled my spicy milk." Well that sounds just delicious. NOT.
"I've been pizza-ed!" And here I didn't think you could make 'pizza' into a verb but I've clearly been proven wrong.
"Just make, like, a chicken leg." Oh, yeah? You're a chicken...leg...wait...that wasn't actually an insult to start with. Disregard! :D
5 comments:
Yes, I know the title doesn't have anything to do with the post but someone is cooking pancakes in the other room and NOT SHARING so I thought I'd leave a subtle hint...it's not working so far...
hmmm...maybe you'll get those pancakes tomorrow miss eve! So, make like a chicken leg and...um, walk away?
Great. Now I'm like, really hungry.
To the Christmas cookies! On nom nom.
Yeah, make like a chicken leg and...get eaten...?
Christmas cookies...peanut butter blossoms, JELL-O cookies, and gingerbread, oh my! *sugar coma*
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