Yesterday my roommate was in the kitchen cooking. Yes, actual cooking. Not my version of cooking which extends to reheating Spaghetti Mama's leftovers and putting a slice of Schmidt's chocolate cake on a plate (rather than eating it straight off the platter).
Anyway, roommate is cooking and calls to me, "Kim, do you like mushrooms?"
Heh. Do I like mushrooms?
I called back, "Gretch, I would rather cut off my own face than eat a stupid, barfy mushroom."
As she continued cooking, I could've sworn I heard "As long as you're not going to be dramatic about it," but she denies saying anything.
5 comments:
I love mushrooms. I sort of hate you right now. OK, not really.
I'm putting extra mushrooms on my salad today in your honor.
Mushrooms have feelings, too, y'know. How would you feel if someone said, "I would rather cut off my own face rather than eat stupid, barfy, KIM ?!" Doesn't feel too good, does it!
Be nice to mushrooms, they had to take a lot of crap growing up.
its ok Kimmy... I right there with ya!! Just thinking about mushrooms makes me want to throw up. That might have something to do with being pregnant, though. :)
Oh, but you've never had MY mushrooms. Teriyaki sauce... balsamic vinegar... vermouth... Mmmm...
i hate mushrooms too!!!
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