December 5, 2013 by sandwichcontrol
In your mouth.
You weren’t ready for it. It’s okay. No one ever is.
So, yeah, yesterday. Not a great day for Man United. An average day for West Brom, Arsenal, Aston Villa, and Sunderland. Poor FJ. I don’t who is going to be harsher on them, Furious Jessy or the critics.
In other news, I got a massage and ate a lot of tacos. Oh, I forgot to tell you about the tacos. I’ve been jonesing for tacos something fierce the past few weeks. So, I decided that enough was enough and I made tacos. And I have been eating them at every meal for the past three days.
Sure, I’ll have the normal cookies for first breakfast, but come elevensies it is all tacos, baby.
And in case you were wondering, we are all going to die from the blizzard this weekend. Or at least that is what the radio told me. And I listen to NPR. They wouldn’t lie about something as important as that. Don’t worry, I’ve stocked up on tortillas and cans of chili. These tacos won’t last forever. I’ll run out and have no way to resupply. So, it will be chili cheese burritos until the ice melts. And I’m almost out of Fire Sauce already. Dammit! I knew I forgot something at the store. It’s a good thing that I’ve been stockpiling the packets for the past decade. If the bottle runs dry, I can always break out the shovel and dig up a crate or two.
Since it will be a frozen wasteland outside, I won’t have anything better to do than refill my bottle one packet at a time. I’ll do that in between reading and eating burritos, of course.
I should’ve bought some cashews at the store, too. Mmm. . .cashews.
Okay, that’s it for me this morning. I’m off to the bank for Jesus. Before all hell freezes over.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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