Tuesday, March 10, 2009

no one should be allowed to talk to me. ever.

I am a cranky, crotchety old woman and I don't like anyone.

On the upside, I spent twelve dollars on cheese.

2 comments:

ASSHOLE BOYFRIEND said...

Put the cheese down...and walk away from the chedder...slowly, where I can see your hands...

dear eliza. said...

Gouda. And brie. I'm a classy woman, sir, and I'll thank you to remember it!