Sunday, September 18, 2011

Who Wants to Go to the Hospital!

I like food.  I make no secret of this.  In fact, I'd be a big, fat liar if I tried to tell you I didn't get all excited and run up and down the driveway whenever Kelli brings home a party-sized pizza.  My favorite, I'd have to say, is pepperoni.


There are other things that would probably make make me a big, fat liar too.  Like if I told you that oils and pizza grease, when heated in excess of 200 degrees, won't burn right through human skin.


Or that I have particularly good judgement.

Yeah.

1 comment:

  1. That's actually just marinara on my face. I'm so messy.

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