That was dinner. Corn on the cob, on a stick. Two ears. That was all the food I needed. It was like being at the Iowa state fair. I weigh 8 stone for a reason. Dunk it in butter, salt it, and chow down on it. Dee-lish! No comments about my being cornier than Kansas, okay? Iowa. Say it with me: "I-owe-wa."
Sunday, July 09, 2006
I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.
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2 Comments:
I would SOOOO love an ear of corn right now. The only thing better than that would be some watermelon! Good thing I have a deli downstairs.
Love the pink boots, by the way!
Thanks, Deni! Those pink boots are, um, well . . . (snicker!).
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