Dinner Time

It was cake.

 

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Mayonnaise cake, surprisingly pretty good. I guess not really surprising, mayo makes everything better.

We were sitting here eating cake for dinner, playing Grand Theft Auto and laughing about I dunno, probably farts, it’s usually farts. CB did one earlier that sounded like someone throwing a dime into a plastic bag, which was pretty great. And then I did one that CB thought was the sound of the coffee machine malfunctioning. And anyway, we thought to ourselves, we are kind of living like stoned teenagers.. and it’s pretty great.

I guess Peanut Day weekend is drawing to a close now. I will miss it, it was probably some of the best days off so far. Definite highlights were watching Miyazaki movies cross legged on the bed each with a bowl of popcorn and a giant glass of pop with EXTRA ice cubes. PONYO LOVES HAM! And then waking up the next morning in a fog, stumbling over beer bottles and other assorted celebratory paraphernalia to the bathroom where in the mirror I see myself with a perfect ice cream cake beard that I think is a style called “The Zappa”. It kinda worked for me. Now I promise I am going back to my original goal of looking like Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson with bodacious blonde hair a nice rack. LETS DO THIS!!!

 

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Author: Kara Lalalala

I write this blog for my family cause I am terrible at letters & emails.

3 thoughts on “Dinner Time”

  1. You rock. I think we were separated at birth. Mayonnaise and farts and ham are my favorite things in life. I think I love you and CB. You mostly though.

    1. Oh yeah reading back over those lasts posts the word “fart” happens every other word haaaa! Seriously though. Farts are wicked. I dont think either of us have ever had a single fart in one another presence that we didnt stop, smell and discuss. Even if the discussion was just screaming hate fueled words and grasping desperately at anything nearby to shove our head in to get some relief from the hellish ass stank.

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