Maybe it’s because I’m stuck at work and really hungry, but the other week at the chip dip party we were talking about what we would eat as a final dinner on death row, and I really couldn’t figure out what I’d eat. I think I have my final answers now.
-A meat tray sampler of different kinds of meat (steak, turkey, roast beef, lemon-pepper chicken, turducken, etc.)
-Baked potato with sour cream and chives
-Mashed potatoes with cheddar cheese and bacon melted in (yes, 2 different kinds of potatoes)
-Taco Bell chicken quesildila
-Reeces Big Cup
-And a nice microbrew or a mojito to wash it down
Background: They are in a dance marathon, winner gets the bar. And someone feed Charlie a brownie laced with sleeping pills and cough syrup about 12 hours earlier.
Only watch the first 21 seconds, unless you need help deciphering what Charlie mumbled.
Right now, I want nothing more in life than to be done with school.
I would give anything to not be in school anymore.
Can there be an Emmy award for the presentation of the Emmy nominees for Best Writing for a Comedy or Variety Series? That would be great.
I wonder if I spoke every thought that ran through my mind, just like a stream of consciousness, if I would have half as many friends or double the friends that I have now?
Why would I want to make you my home page?