Remember on Friday when I was kinda sorta talking whining about how the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence? Or tracks? Or whatever the hell you want to call it. Ya know ... when you feel there is always something better out there than what you have?
Well ... I can't complain any longer.
Hot Damn!
These are gonna hit the spot. Dipped in a little ranch. Make the tongue a little numb. But, that's okay ... because I have one of these too ...
Yeeah ... I know ... nothin' but the best for me!
Don't you just wish you could punch me?
Please don't. I wouldn't recommend it ... you'll just break your computer screen ... and in the end, it won't hurt me at all. And then you'll be even more PO'ed.
Plus, look at the bright side, I AM still without the cheese fries and baby sitter.
Just sayin'.
Disclosure: I am perfectly aware that I have no talent and CAN NOT do the food in the picture any justice. Until someone wants to show off their generousness (is that a word?) and send me to photography class ... then just shut up and deal with it. You can save your time and mark emailing me to tell me all about it off your list. You're welcome! So glad I could save you some time.
