I was in the car once on a road trip. We stopped at McDonalds. I got two hash browns. I was happily munching when I looked down and THE WORLD NO LONGER MADE SENSE. My hash brown had REFILLED ITSELF. It was WHOLE AGAIN. I began choking on my hash brown in shock, with such vigor that the driver frantically pulled off the road.
Then I looked in my other hand. That hand contained the hash brown I had been eating. I hadn't started on the other one yet.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
To Be Fair To Shana...
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Double fisting never works out the way you want it to.
I choked on my english muffin reading this. I hope you are happy.
Yes, I am. Because I choked HARD on the magical hash and injured myself.
See? You have those "THE WORLD DOES NOT MAKE SENSE. BRAIN DOES NOT COMPUTE!" moments too.
Just like when you picked Reeces up. That was hella' scary.
Oh yeah, and I found out what "savant" means. And Daniel Fraday most definitly is one.
I don't understand why your world did not make sense because you looked up at me and I was holding one of your cats by the scruff of her neck.
And I've found out too. Dad was horribly wrong.
**gigglesnort**
I missed your birthday hor! HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY WISHES!
DFL/PrincessZoe. ;)
thats hilarious.
Ever watch L&O SVU? Savant is my favorite episode EVAH!
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