Went to Fatburger. Got a fatburger. Didn't like it.
Sat in a booth. Made me feel short. Didn't like it.
Went to Radio Shack. Wife got a laser pointer. Dog chases red dot. Red dot pointed at my crotch. Didn't like it.
Got Emergency Chocolate. Didn't like it.
What's not to like about Emergency Chocolate?
Damn, you're in a crabby mood.
Posted by: Joel at April 28, 2007 12:23 AMThe other things, I can understand, but dude..the chocolate? You definitely need to find your happy place.
Oh god, not THAT happy place! You pig!
Posted by: buzz at April 29, 2007 05:20 AMTHE CHOCOLATE WAS CRAPPY SUGARY STUFF. BUMMER.
Posted by: stacey at April 29, 2007 12:04 PMDude...it is apparently NOT your day.
Posted by: KathyHowe at April 30, 2007 10:48 AMnext time ...
goto in-n-out.
sit at a table.
avoid radio shack.
buy ghirardelli or hershey chocolate.
I am just the right person to send chocolate that will make you swoon. It will go out today.
xoxo to you both.
Posted by: moonandsun03 at April 30, 2007 04:47 PM