Once, when I was in my 20's...my best friend and I went to the store and got Dove bars to eat for a treat while watching a movie we rented.
I opened my package and there was a BIG FREAKIN' TOOTHMARKED BITE off my Dove bar. I shoulda sued or something. But I was lazy. I ate the rest of it. And I'm glad to say I survived.
R3, this sooooo needed to be blogged, and I know you won't. Is brilliant.
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