And I'd totally let you eat my muffaletta if you wanted it.
You guys are saying something really dirty in thinly disguised code, aren't you?
Jasmine ,'Power Play'
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
And I'd totally let you eat my muffaletta if you wanted it.
You guys are saying something really dirty in thinly disguised code, aren't you?
Don't ask what the olives really stand for.
Yes, you're quite right, Brenda. I got carried away by my extreme dislike of things like chocolate or apple "martinis."
We do not want Deb eating muffalettas with olives, because we want to keep her around for a good long time.
This is where the redundancy police (who've been there the whole time) come and cart you away to the place where you already are.
For the record -- never had a muffaletta. They sound gross.
Insent, smonster.
Based on this conversation, I think that the F2F must absolutely be in NOLA, so that Dana and Deb can order olive-free muffalettas in front of Hec and Sean can offer color commentary. I'll hold the video camera, ND can burn the whole thing onto a bunch of DVDs, which we will then sell on eBay and use the proceeds to buy an islanf.
MuHA! Jessica is brilliant! We love this idea....
Mmmmmm... islanf
(/drool?)
Yes, Buffistas are far too cool for a mere island. We need an islanf.
dear GOD. I see 150 new messages in this thread and think something exciting must've happened, and it's all you people debating what makes a mufaletta a mufaletta??? Good grief.
(I'm going to go on record as: eat the whole thing, you freaks, because the olives are yummy)
On a similar note of "but if you scrape the cheese off a cheeseburger it'll still have traces of cheese", I do have a friend who orders hawaiian pizza and takes the pineapple off--she likes the flavor the pineapple leaves behind, but doesn't actually want to eat it.