Showing posts with label poo poo platter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poo poo platter. Show all posts

Saturday, November 17, 2012

You Didn't Have to Feed Me Like You Did, But You Did


Once in a blue moon P will throw the old girl a bone and go out and fetch dinner without me having to be involved at all. This to me is a dozen roses. This is a diamond ring from Zales. I'd rather come home from work and see this big hot plate of shrimp lo-mein that I didn't have to call in myself than almost anything. But as an unexpected extra, he actually ordered a poo-poo platter. The dish we always joke about getting but never even knew what it was. By the way, uh, its a whole artery clogging plate of fried things and meat. I wouldn't recommend it unless you're young and hung over which thank God I'm neither.

However P looked a little green around the gills on this night come to think of it...