Friday, September 19, 2008

Miss Anne in Wonderland...

"Mom?"

"mmm, yeah? What?"

"um... Daddy's drinking ranch dressing."

*blink*

*blinkblinkblink*

"He's what?"

"He's drinking the ranch dressing. Pouring it in his mouth. Swallowing. DRINKING. THE. RANCH. DRESSING."

......<---(that'd be me, walking to the kitchen to take a look)

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Eating chicken."

"Are you DRINKING ranch dressing? Like, as a beverage?"

"There's no food."

"You just said you were eating chicken!"

"Yeah."

....<----(that's me again, walking back to my computer)

"Dear Brother Mark: Please find me a goddamn place to live, and soon. The Mad Hatter has finally gone 'round the bend. Love, your sister, Alice."

The End

7 comments:

Bina said...

Holy Shit that was freaking funny! You had me rolling at "that's me walking back to the computer".

And I love how you always say

"what the fuck did you say?"

My husband and I love to say, "What the Fuck!!"

There is just something about it, ya know? LOL

Amy @ Milk Breath and Margaritas said...

Ugh. That's foul. I'd rather starve. Or drink raspberry vinagrette.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

I wonder how that tastes....SOUNDS good.

ammie aka sleeping mommy said...

Was he high?

No. Seriously.

WAS HE HIGH?

for the love of god.

Barb said...

Must be really good ranch dressing?!

Hilly said...

Dude. McDonalds...99 cent McChicken to go with that ranch!

haha!

baseballmom said...

God, I bet you can't wait to get outta there! Ranch sounds kinda artery clogging, though, ya know? wink wink