My superior at work today brought in some McDonalds sausage biscuits this morning. Well, he bought 3. By the end of the day he only had one left and it just sat on the counter all day. I suggested to him that he hide it somewhere for a week or 2, so it’d get real nasty. That way, when he decided to buy breakfast again he could shove that back in the bag and offer it to someone. He didn’t find it to appealing as I did. I was rolling at just the thought of someone staring at a very old, cold, and hard biscuit.
The Football player: His name was Zak and can you believe it, he actually got white milk? Anyway, he just told me that he opened it up and hte smell warned him away immediately. See why I put his story last? I guess I could’ve put his first to build anticipation, but his story really sucks, just too boring.
I’ve been lucky throughout my life that people don’t get mad at me when I pull some stunts, especially when they can whoop up on my hiney.
Our little family currently consists of Darryl, me, along with our pups Lucas & Lily. We've been together for 14 years now, and we love every minute of it. I enjoy all types of crafty things such as knitting, crocheting, photography, sewing, and making cards. Darryl enjoys gaming (both PC and PS3), playing guitar, cooking, and just veggin out. Lucas and Lily just love to sleep, eat, and pets.
