It seems I am in need of a detective. Someone has been gauging at my pint of Ben&Jerry's:Cookie Dough Ice Cream. I know it wasn't me, because I eat my ice cream with tiny little forks, lovingly 'borrowed' from Red Lobster. The marks found inside of my ice cream were clearly spoon marks.
Someone is eating my ice cream, and I want to know who the perp is right now! I wish to ask them why they eat my ice cream when we've got perfectly lovely desserts inside our super cold box that lives atop our other cold box. I don't know...A Defective detective...that's what I need...for I imagine they're cheaper than a Private Eye or another type of detective. BEsides, it's jsut ice cream, no need to go all out.
Unfortunatly, ice cream is still ice cream, and I ate the evidence, but next time, oh, next time I will be taking pictures. Before I close the freezer door and when I pull it back out again, and post them up here. Then, you can tell me who you think did it. Father, Sibling, Mother, Mr. Plum in the Kitchen with the wrench? Nobody knows...Except the Ice Cream Gods...Let's hope their vengence be swift and tasty. Amen.
May Your Ice Cream Stay Cold,
-Jereality
Friday, February 09, 2007
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