Hey Klondike Bar Our refrigerator went out last week and we lost everything. So I went grocery shopping last weekend to restock. I bought a box of the Sundae ice cream cones. And within two days, Jack and Sexy had eaten every single one. I have NOTHING in this house. I'd run down to my MIL's house and get some, but she had chemo today and doesn't feel well. And although I don't think I'd bother her, I'd rather just stay 100% out of her hair today and let her rest.
Hey Klondike Bar Obviously, I don't eat a lot of sweets. If I did there would be more than just syrup in the house. I think I'll have a coffee. Coffee seems to cut back on cravings. And yes, I could run to her house. It's only .25 miles down the road. If I couldn't run there, you guys would kick me out of the club. I have to stay in this club. It's my lifeline. YOU, Steve, are the only reason I don't weigh 300 pounds! I need to be a part of your crew. Please don't shun me.
Hey Klondike Bar Tell Big Sexy (I feel wrong just typing that...) he owes me, the bill is in the mail!!
Hey Klondike Bar See now, I'm pretty sure I how he would react to that. And if there is a time I would specifically prefer to not be mentioned, that would be it.
