KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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- Jul 29, 2000
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I have been waiting for weeks for the weather to make a cheesecake. It requires a 500 degree oven and that's not fun when it's hot outside. So I'm dancing my little 'gonna have cheese cake, oh yeah, oh yeah' jig to the kitchen and what do I see when I get there? The sadist. The vicious man with a heart of pure acid. Eating toasted bagels. What's so sadistic about that? He's eating MY cream cheese on it! I need 40 ounces. I now have about 27 and not enough cash to go out and get more. He even knew I was going to make a cheesecake with it as soon as it cooled down. He just "forgot."
The man is vicious and sadistic.
No cheesecake until October cause the rainy season is going to be over and I don't feel like spending thirty five bucks on a comparable one.
Why? Why do they do this?
The man is vicious and sadistic.
No cheesecake until October cause the rainy season is going to be over and I don't feel like spending thirty five bucks on a comparable one.
Why? Why do they do this?