You know it’s been a long day when that Italian Sausage you pulled out of the freezer for dinner – that one you tossed on the George Foreman while you ran upstairs to wash your face real quick – turns out to have been a frozen banana.
And you eat it, anyway, because it’s dinner and let’s face it, grilled bananas are pretty good.
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November 4, 2010 at 6:49 pm |
Haha classic. Grilled bananas are good. I think I’m gonna have a grilled banana, peanut butter and honey sandwich now…
I also agree with your motto. Life is really just a random occurance of food and short/long-term relationships. Bust mostly food. Mmmmm food.
November 18, 2010 at 6:51 pm |
OMG…I really needed a laugh and that really made me CHORTLE! Thanks for that. Thank you for not letting me be the only one in the world that does such things.