Once there was a burrito...
I brought him (yes, for some reason my burrito is male) home hoping to eat it while sitting down for a quick newspaper read.
I grabbed a plate to hold my meal
but the plate was too small. |
So I grabbed a second plate...
but that plate was tooooo smallll!
So I grabbed a third plate...
and it was the right size!
The burrito had finally found a plate that could hold his gargantuan-ness!
And three meals later the burrito was gone, and I lived happily ever after.
2 comments:
So funny! I am jealous of that burrito! Or should I say I am jealous FOR that burrito! Either way. Lucky!
this made me laugh. you're funny and i like your blog.
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