I CAN’T STOP FUCKING LAUGHING AT THIS
March 22, 2006
Oh dear God. Sassy cooked tonight. You have to read her post about this, and then come back. Go ahead, I’ll wait.
Okay so after her poor family eats this stir-fry from HELL, her husband says, “Are you trying to kill me?”
“What?” Sassy replied.
“Are you trying to kill me?”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t you know that you could have killed me with all that meat tenderizer?”
“What? Why?”
“Don’t you know that meat tenderizer softens your muscles?”
“REALLY? Oh my God!” She is panicking at this point.
“Yes, meat tenderizer softens your muscles. Did you ALSO know that the word ‘gullable’ is not in the dictionary?”
“What? Really?”
MUCH laughter erupts from Sassy’s teenage sons and husband.
Later, her hubby has to go see a customer about a quote and asks her to bring him about 6 Tums. He is DYING from heartburn. As we speak.
Dying, people. Sassy should NEVER EVER cook again. For the sake of her family. They don’t need anymore Raccoon Meatloaf either.
Also, do you know, she once called me to ask how to make Tuna Pasta Salad and I had to walk her through the steps on how to drain a can of fucking tuna? Yeah. I really did.
