My husband has never had beanie weenies! He didn't know what they were. I'm STARVING to death at the moment. Good thing it's still snowing and I'm in my nightie, or I would be in the truck on my way to Mickey D's for a quarter pounder with cheese.
I was expressing to Kurt how very very hungry I am. I grabbed the neck of his shirt to emphasis my point and pull him toward me - and I ripped his shirt! I told him I was hungry.
I've decided to go with beanie weenies. The beans are good...the weenies are bad so it should all even out right?
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