There seems to be an undue amount of attention given to raisins in the comments about the hypothetical casserole I wrote about the other day. I would just like to make assurances that there were NO raisins, real or hypothetical, or anything remotely resembling a raisin, in my hypothetical casserole.
I prefer to eat my raisins plain, out of the box, so there is NO chance of confusing them with something that might move, if you know what I mean.
2 comments:
funny tidd bit,
i was eating my raisins at my desk doing this and doing that. When what to my horiffic terror did I see standing on my keyboard, staring me in the eye with it's grotestic insect bug eyes. But a large creepy-filthy-vial-repulsive cock roach. Right on my keyboard where my hands touch. Well, one look at that and I jumped out of my chair and let out a gasped like air from an over inflated baloon....then I relalized. That's not a cock roach...that's a raisin. Quickly looking around to see if anyone was prevy to this flight of scaredy-cat-ness at a little raisin.
No, i did not eat the raisin. Since two seconds ago it was a cock roach
I guess raisins in casseroles are not the only raisins to be afraid of.
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