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nachos 1st ice-cream afterwards – how hard was that?
Ice cream is a dessert. Good point.
Nacho cheese Dorito’s will be the death of you.
Death by Doritos is an honorable way to go in my culture.
Mine is by chocolate brownies. What a way to go, yo.
I have a fear of being eaten by animals. Even cute, little chocolate bunnies.
Really? They are harmless and melt easily.
You have a point. I just have to make sure they attack in the summer.
On a 90 degree day, you will have the upper hand. Just don’t slip in chocolate gooeyness.
It would be pretty embarassing to die from slipping and breaking my neck whle fending off a flock of half-melted chocolate bunnies.
I would be there taking pictures, then tweeting that shit.
Thanks for being so protective of my reputation.
Your welcome. It would be done tastefully, I assure you.
My luck I’ll be wearing a kilt.
Make sure you don’t go commando that day.
Why where a kilt if you can’t go commando? Otherwise, it’s just another man in a skirt.
Not every man has the legs to pull it off, sadly.
Thanks goodness for that.
Who wears short kilts? quo wears short kilts.
And if you dare wear short kilts, Nair for short kilts…
Never leave Nair on for longer than 10 minutes, FYI. Unless you like the feeling of burning flesh.
Is that what’s happening to me?
Yes. Proceed to the nearest restroom and rinse that shit off. Hurry.
That was a close one.
I am glad to have assisted you. But look on the bright side, now you can totally pimp that kilt.
I can probably swim faster, too. Less drag in drag.
I hope you don’t start feeling all pretty. Light on your toes.
I’ve always felt pretty. That’s why I rarely wear make-up.
You don’t need it, if you don’t mind me saying. You have the most pasty white complexion I have ever seen. Flawless, really.
The secret is staying out of the sun…and a lack of artistic complexity.
You could rub a bit of bacon grease on your face, and if you are lucky you could crop a nice little zit.
I’m a muse I’m a muse.
In about a week you’ll see how true that is.
I can see it..just a wee little face eruption. The kind that hurts like a bastard.
We never outgrow them growing out of us.
I actually have more trouble with the little shits more now than when I was a teen. It’s always just one, resistant to Clearasil.
They are like old friends visiting us throughout our lives.
If anything, it helps me get carded when I go buy beer.
The only time I get carded these days is when they ask me if I have an AARP card.
Come on, you are not that old.
Oh contraire. I am five months away from being eligible for an AARP card. Half a century, baby.
Really, I thought it was 55? Can’t you get a free Sanka at Burger King? Bonus. I wish I was an old fart like you, but alas I am not. I have to buy my own coffee.
It better not be 55. I already have all my discounts scheduled for next October.
Maybe 55 is the age for the senior menu at Denny’s. My bad.
Leave it to Denny’s to give me the shaft on the Grand Slam breakfast.
I heard you can get a free small Orange Julius with every grey hair.
Stop teasing. I could never have such a stroke of luck.
I only tease people when they pay me. It could be true, or pure bullshit. That’s the joy of it.
It’s like faith. I choose to believe there is a grey hair special on Orange Juliuses.
Exactly. Somehow I knew you would. I have faith that the cheesecake fairy will visit me any night now.
Keep praying. She’ll show up eventually.
Yes, just like Linus.
Mmm…The Great Pumpkin Cheesecake.
Holy crap. That sounds delicious. I must have one.
nom, nom, nom…it’s awesome…nom, nom, nom…
Bastard.
nom, nom, nom…sorry…nom, nom, nom…
Don’t make me kick your scrawny cartoon ass, quo.
*burp*
Settle down there, partner. I would have shared some with you, but I was being chased by bad people. Oops, there’s a crumb…nom, nom, nom…
Wait until tomorrow. I will have a giant bag of Dorito’s.
That means you’ll have plenty to share.
Should have thought of that while you were snarfing down that pumpkin cheesecake.
It couldn’t be helped. My life was in danger.
Aw, cry me a river. A crumb would have sufficed.
That’s how people get killed in horror movies — stopping to give their friend a crumb. Happens every time.
Don’t run up the stairs, he’s right behind you!
Huh?
*THWAK*
…ughhhhhhhhhh…
Get a tourniquet on it while there is still time, quo.
Cartoon down! Cartoon down!
It looks pretty bad. Better call in a chopper.
On the way. I feel somehow oddly to blame.
this is a tough decision – if only all of life’s questions were this difficult:)
Then all of life’s decisions could be answered with the word “both”.
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Banana split and the diet be damned!
I never even thought of the banana split. Thanks for the idea.
I vote for skipping the nachos in favor of pretzels, then putting the pretzels directly in the ice cream – that’s seriously good shit.
It’s time to get down to eating.
SERIOUSLY good s**t, I would have to agree
I like neither 😦
You must be one of those snackists I’ve heard about.
ha ha ha @ Snackists…
PMSL
Count yourself lucky. At my age I just PMS for no reason.
bahahahhahahhaah
ffs.. 🙂
Your face drawing say it all
You made me hurt a rib!
Good on ya
The most disgusting, fattening mess of chocolate chip mint oreo belgian mudslide chocolatey THING will do me just fine. Just fine indeed.
XD
Lorna xx
If it looks pretty, it doesn’t taste as good.