Mirage wrote:Oh, that DOES sound banging. What time should I be over?
For which activity? Oooh, the soup...er, in about an hour.
*cough* Er, yes. I'll tell you though, I might need to work up an appetite first...
--ahem--
*cue on-topic music* Due to the fact that 1)Old Mother Hubbard's cupboards are getting bare, 2)I'm feeling hella lazy, and 3)there are TOO many damn tupperware containers in my fridge right now, tonight is strictly leftovers/fend for yourself night. Me, I'm thinking about waffles. Yup, that's right, I said it. Waffles. I have dealt with 25 freaking years of life to get to the point where I can have waffles for dinner and NOBODY is going to say a damn thing otherwise.
Mirage wrote:*cough* Er, yes. I'll tell you though, I might need to work up an appetite first...
I may be able to assist you in the, ahem, building of appetite.
Mirage wrote:*cue on-topic music* Due to the fact that 1)Old Mother Hubbard's cupboards are getting bare, 2)I'm feeling hella lazy, and 3)there are TOO many damn tupperware containers in my fridge right now, tonight is strictly leftovers/fend for yourself night. Me, I'm thinking about waffles. Yup, that's right, I said it. Waffles. I have dealt with 25 freaking years of life to get to the point where I can have waffles for dinner and NOBODY is going to say a damn thing otherwise.
Booyah, bitches.
Woo, go you! Waffles are so good, especially homemade Belgian ones! You should definitely make one of your yummy omelets...for two.
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Mirage wrote:*cough* Er, yes. I'll tell you though, I might need to work up an appetite first...
I may be able to assist you in the, ahem, building of appetite.
Mirage wrote:*cue on-topic music* Due to the fact that 1)Old Mother Hubbard's cupboards are getting bare, 2)I'm feeling hella lazy, and 3)there are TOO many damn tupperware containers in my fridge right now, tonight is strictly leftovers/fend for yourself night. Me, I'm thinking about waffles. Yup, that's right, I said it. Waffles. I have dealt with 25 freaking years of life to get to the point where I can have waffles for dinner and NOBODY is going to say a damn thing otherwise.
Booyah, bitches.
Woo, go you! Waffles are so good, especially homemade Belgian ones! You should definitely make one of your yummy omelets...for two.
I had a crappy little Healthy Choice meal. However, I plan on following it up with some chocolate almond ice cream in a little while. I figure they'll even each other out!
I've been craving that ice cream for weeks. I did a happy dance in the aisle when I found it, other shoppers be damned!
FuturePeter is my make believe boyfriend.
When in doubt, go straight to sex. --Jack Coleman (HRG)
I had two of the BEST hamburgers I've ever eaten - prepared by a sweet, pretty ladyfriend of mine. (which made them SO much better)
Then I went to a friends place and played "Battle of the Sexes" while drinking a few vodka and sevens before coming back to you guys.
trainer101 wrote:I had two of the BEST hamburgers I've ever eaten - prepared by a sweet, pretty ladyfriend of mine. (which made them SO much better)
Then I went to a friends place and played "Battle of the Sexes" while drinking a few vodka and sevens before coming back to you guys.
So... which side won?
FuturePeter is my make believe boyfriend.
When in doubt, go straight to sex. --Jack Coleman (HRG)
trainer101 wrote:I had two of the BEST hamburgers I've ever eaten - prepared by a sweet, pretty ladyfriend of mine. (which made them SO much better)
Then I went to a friends place and played "Battle of the Sexes" while drinking a few vodka and sevens before coming back to you guys.
trainer101 wrote:I had two of the BEST hamburgers I've ever eaten - prepared by a sweet, pretty ladyfriend of mine. (which made them SO much better)
Then I went to a friends place and played "Battle of the Sexes" while drinking a few vodka and sevens before coming back to you guys.
So... which side won?
The men. The ladies were WAY too drunk!
I'm sure that wasn't the game plan at all!
FuturePeter is my make believe boyfriend.
When in doubt, go straight to sex. --Jack Coleman (HRG)