Monday, September 12, 2005

dinner with my pants

Earlier today, I had a Smoo colleague over for lunch, and she was wowed by my leftovers. Later in the afternoon, I came home and made dinner for one:



My pants, pictured above, also said the meal looked "fine-ass." My shirt (visible at bottom of pic) nodded its agreement.

Be happy: above, you see the shrimp fettucine alfredo I made. Note the abundance of shrimp and sauce: the noodles, surprisingly coy, are pulling a Hoffa.


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2 comments:

  1. So you are saying that you took your pants off for your colleague and had lunch?

    Reading comprehension was never one of my strong points.

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  2. Corsair-- precisely. Guests appreciate my sense of hospitality. There's always a reason to take one's pants off.

    Sperwer-- heh. I remember hearing the Tammy Faye line some years back.


    Kevin

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