Thursday, February 10, 2011
This site is the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. I've received this email several times, but to truly appreciate the Effed-Upedness (yes, that's a word) that is iPhone, you really need to visit the site. This is why the only apples I own are the edible ones picked off of trees.
To get you started, browse through these:
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
A few weeks ago,
I was out with Lady Fairchilde and Robi for dinner.
We were pretty excited.
Yeah, we don't get out much.
Not to be outdone,
TH sends me a shot of his dinner:
tossed with an Alfredo sauce.
His message reads:
Tonight's dinner. Wieners and beans tomorrow.
I need to sit down with the Minister who married us
and ask him if hording the good food was in the vows.
A few days later, he's home for the day.
Sends me this:
And this message:
Had craving for big cheeseburger.
Wadda ya think?
Too much man vs food?
'Big Cheeseburger' is an understatement.
That's a regular-sized dinner plate.
The original patty was larger than a bread plate.
He said it filled the skillet when he fried it up.
Labels: The Husband