Sunday, January 25, 2009
Old Mother Hubbard...
Hungry, Lads? Okay, let's see... There's butter. Two half-cans of chocolate frosting. That V-8's been here awhile; don't think we'd better mess with it. Not sure what this is. No. Don't check the produce bin. You do NOT want to go there. Hmmm. Might be time for a trip to the store.
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omg is that your fridge? Please don't show me your pantry. Get in the car and go to the grocery store stat. :)
Dave, I am appalled. You have two teenagers in your house and no food...oh but wait...maybe that is WHY you have no food. :)
I have heard a lot of people's fridges look like this. The boy across the street from us used to come over to play with my son when they were younger and asked me why we had so much food in the house. My answer was, "because we have to eat". Ok so clip some coupons and go shopping. Only healthy stuff of course. :)
Bah, I have all the food groups in my fridge, beer, light beer, fancy beer and yogurt.
Lemme guess - no women in the house?
I want to know what's in "The Kids" bag in the freezer. That doesn't look good.
Compared to my fridge, you at least you have (somewhat suspect) food.
(Yogurt, Chase? really?)
How did the chocolate frosting survive? Chocolate. . . Mmmm.
Tam, I did go to the store. Bought $244.00 of stuff from Bi-Lo (saved $48.00 with coupons and discount card). The kids are like locusts, and they had three friends over today. 'Bout wiped me out again.
Chase's yogurt shows he's got culture, John.
You got that right, Kate. Don't have any house-elfs, either.
JD, the frosting's great on cookies, too (though I'm trying- really trying- to cut back).
If you don't cut back on frosting, I won't have to cut back on Scotch! I'm in the 180's already.
I went to the store yesterday too. Let's see, I got, Bag O Salad, maters, avacado's, egg-beaters, 94% FF popcorn, and a Mag-0-ZEEN (I was a little low on bullets) Oh, and 4 Smart One's WW approved frozen "meals." They were 50% off, that's ok, I'll eat 'em two at a time!
Gots to have the Scotch. Frosting, be gone!
All this food talk is making my stomach flip-flop. I think I have a stomach virus. I can ship some food up to you guys because I won't be eating anything today...
Just try not to have the stomach virus when you reach the starting line at Rocky ... trust me.
Stomach viruses (virii?) are all the rage. Babymamma gots it. Daughter gots it. Judge's wife gots it. Deputy Prosecutor gots it. Really doesn't sound like all that much fun. Maybe you could mail some hamburgers, Star. Use food stamps.
Chase, I don't want none of those screamin' sheets!
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