Monday, January 19, 2004
IT WAS SO HORRIBLE
I took my son to a restaraunt with a buffet. It is one near here that he loves. It was pretty good. I had salad and soup and the bread with the honey butter. Then, while he was having his icecream and jelly beans, I thought I would try the meatloaf. Meatloaf is a rare treat for me, since no one at my house likes it very much. Well, I tasted it, and thought, this meatloaf tastes unusual. Mine is much better. After the next bite, I realized what it was made of. Not just hamburger, spices and bread crumbs. I got a mouthful of LIVER! To say that I am not fond of liver is a huge understatement. I would rather eat hay with the horses in a barn than eat liver. It is so gross. I can still taste it.
Will my week ever get any better?
Doug called and promised to pet me when I get home.
Maybe I won't barf before I get home!
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I took my son to a restaraunt with a buffet. It is one near here that he loves. It was pretty good. I had salad and soup and the bread with the honey butter. Then, while he was having his icecream and jelly beans, I thought I would try the meatloaf. Meatloaf is a rare treat for me, since no one at my house likes it very much. Well, I tasted it, and thought, this meatloaf tastes unusual. Mine is much better. After the next bite, I realized what it was made of. Not just hamburger, spices and bread crumbs. I got a mouthful of LIVER! To say that I am not fond of liver is a huge understatement. I would rather eat hay with the horses in a barn than eat liver. It is so gross. I can still taste it.
Will my week ever get any better?
Doug called and promised to pet me when I get home.
Maybe I won't barf before I get home!
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