i don't remember when these started haunting my life - but these little puppies started popping up everywhere i am. twice, TWICE, visitors have come to the house bearing these sweet shafts of caramel popcorn in the shape of a corn cob.
maybe i'm crazy - but i think they're really silly.
even better? i was on a diet coke run with co-worker one day when he, in jest, offered to buy me one. the convenience store clerk overheard the two of us and interrupted - "ma'am, you'll want to take him up on his offer. they're decedant!"
"decedant? really?" i thought.
can i trust referrals of decedance from ladies named marge from the kwiki-mart on the corner?
{there's still a caramel cob sitting on the kitchen counter if anyone wants it. i can't quite bring myself to endulge in such decedance...}
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