Oh yeah.
I brave the crowds of Navy Pier today in my search for pork-esque, barbecue-ish, almost-food awesomeness.
I'll give an update later today if I don't go into cardiac arrest.
A Feral Jungle Thunderdome of the Mind (Also, your one stop shop for Amputee Horse Porn)
I brave the crowds of Navy Pier today in my search for pork-esque, barbecue-ish, almost-food awesomeness.
I'll give an update later today if I don't go into cardiac arrest.
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My favorite moment of the other night:
Alibear and Wolter sit quietly doing sudoku like an elderly married couple on the bed with the TV on in the background.
All of a sudden, Wolter lets out a loud pig-like squeal.
Alibear jumps, understandably, looking quite worried at Wolter crying out, "What? What happened? Are you OK?"
She is met with Wolter's reply, "OH MY GOD! THE McRIB IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!"
Alibear, a bit pissed off says, "I thought something had happened! Like you saw a spider or something!"
*(Wolter is terrified of spiders and squeals like a little girl when he sees one)*
Wolter's reply, "NO! How can you not know it's a McRib commercial? That it's BACK! What's wrong with you? My sweet, sweet McRib!"
And that's when Alibear began to fear Wolter.
Therapists hand out McRib dolls so their patients can show them where Wolter touched it.
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