bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- mcgroddle i know this isn't...uh, shall we say politically correct, but friends and relatives, i am a tard. capital T capital A capital RD tard. why? oh....so many reasons....like the first one, for whatever reason, a (dear lord) "McGriddle" sounded so appealing to me this morning. there.is.syrup.right.in.the.damn.pancake-y bread-y whoo-has, ok? then for the rest of my day(or the next 4 hours) i thought "oooooh, i don't feel so good...." so what brought on this mcgriddle attack? no idea. i've never had any macdonalds breakfast sammiches ever. infact, i'm kinda anti breakfast sammiches on the whole since they usually involve a carpet-like layer of egg. and the carpet like layer of eggs? we're not so friendly. so, please, spare yourselves. don't do it. also- i just totally got out of having to drive chester around virginia tomorrow which is so good, because then i asked someone if he wanted to scope stuff out at an antique store for his rekkid cover. he's either got to realize we should be all married and shit or he's going to end up hating my mcgriddled guts by the end of this. please check the box next to the former option, mmmmkay? shmanks beff 6:39 p.m. - 2003-06-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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