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I've been really wanting SMORES, right? So, I send IT to the store to get me some chocolate chips and giant marshmallows (cuz I don't like the small ones) since we already had graham crackers.
Well, IT comes back with Dove's chocolates instead of chocolate chips. Since I'm a nice person and all, I thanked him despite his incompetency as a husband and tried my best at making smores with the chocolates.
Honey, it just ain't working.
I put 3 chocolates on a graham cracker and nuked it. I burned the cracker, the chocolates, and both paper plates (I like to double up). I then tried to nuke the chocolates in a ceramic mug and that didn't work, either. What I did end up doing, though, was getting chocolate all over my face and hands, so much that I look like I have shigellosis.
It is my hope that Max knows that when a woman says she wants chocolate chips to make smores that he knows he better get chocolate chips and nothing else.
Apparently IT has something to add (IT has been hovering over my shoulder watching me type THIS):
SHE sent me to Walgreens, not the store. Walgreens had no chocolate chips. I improvised. Is it my fault that SHE cannot properly melt Dove chocolates? How long did you nuke them for? 2 minutes?
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