Yes. This is the one I was looking for.

Day 2 of my BCO Diet: Gyros!

Great. Now I’m craving prosciutto.

I can't believe I've been through 8 of these. Dayum. Also, no love for Sheremetyevo?

First question: Could I be male in this universe?

There is no other answer.

It was the closest thing I could get. I should've just gotten in the car and driven down to Seaside Heights and gotten Boardwalk fries in a real cone, but the boss frowns on 3 hour lunches.

Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder.

Last time she had a one night stand, Pete got her pregnant. That'd be enough to keep my knees together.

Belgian fries all the way, man.

Week one of my BCO Diet: Fries in a cone. I can live with that. Just have to get myself some malted vinegar. To Five Guys I go!

Almost makes me wish I had a daughter.

Har har.

As long as he’s washed them first.

BRB... I have to make sure my son didn’t fly to Belfast.

I laughed so hard and loud that my son practically jumped off the couch.

I thought he looks like a bellhop. Remind me how he keeps getting on the Best Dressed lists?

I'm going to try something new. Mondays are my long days (11 hours) at work. BCO breaks about 3 hours in. Starting next week, I am going to have whatever the header picture is for lunch that day**, because if I don't, I end up craving it for days.

You've got to know my mother to really appreciate it. Don't worry, we're not Jewish so it didn't mess with dietary rules or anything.

Maybe I should tell my clueless mother that during Channukah, it's only Kosher if it's "Cham".