The other night, I embarked on a new adventure.
I cooked chicken for the first time.
Go ahead and laugh, but I've always had a huge chicken-cooking phobia.
But I did it, and I lived to tell the tale. And the chicken was delicious.
I made the mistake of posting my exploits on facebook.
Upon reading my status, my friend Duff (I'm not even giving him a fake name), decided to be funny.
So he signed me up for PETA's Vegetarian Starter kit.
I returned the favor by sending Mormon missionaries to his house (the quote I put in the comments section on the request form was "I just feel so... lost.").
Then I got an email asking me to verify my email for the Michael Jackson Serbia Fan Club (oh yes, such a thing exists).
Duff then received a subscription to the Barry Manilow HotLine email list.
And then... things were strangely quiet.
But I smell somethin' brewin'.
He'd better be careful; I'll sick the Scientologists AND the New Kids on the Block on his ass.
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