jmtrentsr
jmtrentsr
jmtrentsr

I think you are living inside my brain... you have described these vile things perfectly. I get so much hate from everyone else for hating condiments. They ruin the food. They dont enhance the food, they overpower it... all you can taste is mustard, ketchup or mayo. I know this because I am sitting next to you, and

Available on Amazon Prime right now. It’s pretty good if you know what you’re getting into.

Keebler actually makes GS cookies (they are one of two companies who have the contract. I forget the other one, but it depends where you live geographically which one you get). You can buy Keebler Grasshoppers and Coconut Dreams at your local supermarket year round. They had a Tagalongs version for a while, but I

“I heard little Tony was bringing his new girlfriend! That’s an extra person we weren’t expecting, so I made a ham, 3 dozen extra ravioli, a tray of manicotti and I sent Nonno to the bakery for some extra cannoli, sfogliatelle and lemon cookies. I hope it’s enough.”

4 kids here... I’ve been “in the zone” before. You curse the Lord while it’s happening, but after it’s done you look back with PRIDE.

HOLY SHIT I thought we only did this in my house. My wife and I can polish off a whole tub in one sitting (and we wait until the kids are in bed, which makes it better/worse.)

My son is 7. His bedtime is 8:30. His face is glued to the TV on Sunday Nights so “the song” is the last thing he sees before bedtime. It’s the only time I can put up with his incessant “When? When? Is it almost time?” schtick, because deep in my heart I am proud of the little horndog in training.