Tuesday, February 01, 2011

It Came From The Kitchen

Mom asks if this thing sitting next to me is a plate (it is). I say, "No, its a tiny flying saucer. Frickin aliens, comin in here, making more dishes for me to do." She gives me that "you're stupid" look. Undeterred, I said, "And they brought crumbs, to boot. Probably landed and said 'We crumb in peace.'" Then we both lol'd.

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