My brother is trying to tell me something...
"More goes in the damn refrigerator than just beer and good cheese and snack packs..."
Go comment bomb him, my dear friends, especially if you have enjoyed a beer in my magnificent Schloss. If you are just a dear reader, and have never had the chance to share in the wonderful experience that is beer-communism, then go comment bomb him and tell him that I'm living a bachelor lifestyle, and although I am certainly graduated from college, I am not yet bound by marriage to purchase and keep anything remotely resembling real food in my apartment. Chef Boyardee, pudding, chips, cheese, frozen dinners, beer... these all seem wonderful to me.
Musical bonus, one of the best sax parts of all time, and by far my favorite song on the album: Your Latest Trick.
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EAT YOUR DARN VEGETABLES or you won't grow up big and strong. And beer is NOT a vegetable.
ReplyDeleteDearest brother,
ReplyDeleteI am yet in college, and my refrigerator is an exemplary show of diversity in food compared with thine. I have tortillas and cheese and hamburger and sausage and noodles and sauces and soda and kool-aid and butter and coffee and soup and veggies and fruits. I do indeed have a beer shelf, it is refilled weekly with a new case of delectable nectar. Last week I made spaghetti, next weekend I'm making chili and bread pudding. If you want I'll make dinner tomorrow, provided you purchase the groceries. As a heads up for tomorrow, we'll be learning about food storage and replenishment
+JMJ+
ReplyDeleteI went over and left a comment. I'm not sure if it counts as a "bomb," though.
Don't worry, Dauvit. I don't think any less of you for stocking such stores! =)
I don't have enough devoted follows to quite overwhelm him with comments. Thanks though :).
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