Mmmm. What I wouldn’t give for a rolled-up hundred dollar bill and couple of hungry Catholic school girls about now…
January 23, 2005
January 23, 2005
Johnny Carson dies at 79
Whatever. What I want to know is, who gets points? Man. Death is fun!
January 23, 2005
If instead of acting like a tired old blog heading toward history’s dustbin, protein wisdom were to do something NEW and FRESH and EXCITING, like, say, CAT BLOGGING—only instead of a CAT, protein wisdom were to use a stock photo of PARMESAN CHEESE, #3!
I call this one “Parmesan semplice.” Bello.
January 23, 2005
If instead of acting like a tired old blog heading toward history’s dustbin, protein wisdom were to do something NEW and FRESH and EXCITING, like, say, CAT BLOGGING—only instead of a CAT, protein wisdom were to use a stock photo of PARMESAN CHEESE, #2!
I don’t know about you all, but the mere thought of all that grated parmesan goodness gets me salivating like Michael Jackson at a kindergarten open house. And just look at that pudgy li’l Italian stereotype, forever commemorated in porecelain! So adorable! I shall call him Vittorio. Vittorio the Parmesan-burdened Wop. Molto Buono, Vittorio!
January 23, 2005
If instead of acting like a tired old blog heading toward history’s dustbin, protein wisdom were to do something NEW and FRESH and EXCITING, like, say, CAT BLOGGING—only instead of a CAT, protein wisdom were to use a stock photo of PARMESAN CHEESE!
Is there anything on earth cuter than a wedge of parmesan lounging on a stump with its good friend the celery stalk? No. Of course there isn’t.