We took T-Hoe back to Mick the
Mechanic's shop on Tuesday, to get his side mirror replaced. Farmer H
picked me up in SilverRedO. On the way home, I said,
"I saw that there's supposedly a recipe on the internet for corn muffins with HOT DOGS in them. Like a corn dog, I guess."
"That sounds good."
"When
I make more corn muffins for our leftover beans, I'll make some hot dog
corn muffins, too. I wonder if I should put in one hot dog per
muffin..."
"HM. A whole hot dog will be longer than a corn muffin. It won't fit."
"Uhhh...I was planning to cut the hot dogs into pieces."
"Oh. I guess that would work."
SWEET
GUMMI MARY! Why would I put a long hot dog in a round corn muffin and expect
it to fit? And Sweeter Gummily Maryly, who would think that's the way
to make a hot dog corn muffin?
3 comments:
Laughed my head off I did, 'scuse me while I screw it back on.
Doesn't cook does he?
I hear things like that all the time. HeWho would ponder that situation. We had a long and stupid conversation about surrogate mothers just tonight. He is convinced that the surrogate passes along some genetic material to the embryo that is inserted into the womb of the surrogate. Took me awhile to convince him that this was not true and made no sense at all. I finally nailed it when I told him that the crib the baby slept in did not alter the genetic make-up of the baby. One day I will quite literally pull all my hair out!
River,
Sorry about your head loss! I have no idea where Farmer H's head is at sometimes.
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Kathy,
At least you finally got through to him. Farmer H gets a notion, and you can't sway his opinion if you explain it seven ways to Sunday!
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