Friday, January 3, 2014

(Discussing leftovers over text:)  "That's right Hamburger Helper.  Fuck you.  Right in your glove hole.  Or is that the Rice-a-Roni glove? No. Hamburger Helper. Fuck both them anyway. I don't need no stinkin' glove to cook! Ok, I do like my Ov-Glove.  And my fireproof BBQ ones are great.  Let me rephrase that.  I don't need no stinkin' anthropomorphic glove."

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