it worked like this: there were two of them and one of you. There smells outnumbered yours.
Aw, you're holding out on me with patties. Am hurt.
First my friend S* held out on tamales and now this.
sniff.
'Time Bomb'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
it worked like this: there were two of them and one of you. There smells outnumbered yours.
Aw, you're holding out on me with patties. Am hurt.
First my friend S* held out on tamales and now this.
sniff.
but there are enough tamarind balls to share with gusto.
yay!
HOWEVER, what I'm going to do is pour myself a glass of the sorrell my mother kindly made, spike it with the good rum, and lie around smiling.
Much more yay!
Single malt whiskey. Also, some Korean dish called kim-shee, which sounds, looks, and smells awful , but is really great to eat. Also, television in German in the background. My 2005 is weirder than yours.
Kimchee is great when done right. Did your ladylove have aught to do with it being available? It is not a dish one normally associates with Switzerland.
I admit it. I bogarted the patties.
And I'd do it again. I'm that kind of hard core.
I'd forgotten Hugh Laurie was in Spooks! He's playing exactly the same personality as in House, but the magic is -- he's in a position where I can see how he gets away with it.
I admit it. I bogarted the patties.
but not the tamarind balls?
sigh.
we get no patty love.
so the mango bars (like lemon bars, but mango) will stay at home tomorrow.
Kimchee is great when done right. Did your ladylove have aught to do with it being available?
She did. Brought it back here after her recent trip to her homeland. It has something to do with eggs, I'm told.
Tamarind balls are another thing entirely. There is no guy named Tamarind staggering around, clutching his groin, is there?
That would be distressing.
I think I have a middle school sense of humor, cause that made me laugh.
Am. Tired.
Kat, dude, I ate them. I think there's one left. I can share a lot of things. I'm not so good with patties.
I have christmas cake!
There is no guy named Tamarind staggering around, clutching his groin, is there?
::leaves for her happy place::