So I'd set out some hamburger to thaw in anticipation of dinner. For some reason, the market sells their burger in a sort of tube... like sausage.
The GM1 was heading to the kitchen, and I asked him to see how far the thaw was.
"Squeeze the meat log" is unfortunately how I put it.
"Squeeze the meat log? You want ME to squeeze the meat log?" he gasped. "Why the hell did I get married, then?"
LeeAnn, after I put on my rubber mask, will you call me and finish the story? Verrrrrry slowly?
Sure, let me just get my... er...special phone.
Posted by: LeeAnn at October 7, 2003 07:50 AMI see who's grabbing the Sausage of Power in your household!
Posted by: LordOrgan at October 7, 2003 07:58 AMThat was the funniest thing I read all day! Thank you...
Posted by: Psycho Dad at October 7, 2003 05:50 PMSnicker........
Posted by: Da Goddess at October 8, 2003 08:50 PM