I was in the kitchen at work and Jill was drying sweet potatoes for possum and woodchuck treats. I reflexively grabbed a couple and popped them in my mouth. As the delicious non-corn flavor poured over me I realized I had broken my vow. I quickly spit them in trash and said 12 "hail marys" and 2 "our fathers". Hopefully, I'm back on the track of rightousness.
In corn we trust,
LB
PS I'm definitely feeling light-headed this afternoon. I need to up my calorie intake to stave off Tom Hanks like delirium...
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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2 comments:
Don't worry- if you didn't swallow, it doesn't count.
The same cannot be said for giving blowjobs, jsyk.
you forgot that you are becoming forgetful
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