My sister called yesterday afternoon, and after we were done talking, she put my 8 year old niece on the phone, who's been sick the past few days. I asked her how she was feeling, and somehow, the conversation got on the topic of VOMIT. (Not that I had anything to do with that, of course!)
She asked me if I remembered the time she vomited in her mom and dad's bed. She said she remembers saying that it looked like lemonade because it was all yellow and liquidy. She went on to tell me that she remembers one other time that she vomited, and it looked like meatloaf. She then explained to me that there are two kinds of vomit - the lemonade kind, and the meatloaf kind.
I don't need to tell you that at this point I'm HOWLING with laughter on the other end of the phone, so much so that I can't talk! When I finally caught my breath, I said "You're really funny!" And she said...
"I know. I'm a natural."
Which, of course, led to another round of me laughing my ass off, at which point I told her to wait while I wrote it down.
"What are you writing down? About the meatloaf vomit?"
"Yes, so I don't forget it." (Although I think it's highly unlikely that I'll ever get THAT image out of my head!)
Could their relationship be destined for a series of broken promises and broken vows? Will they break up? Will their children become products of a broken home? Will their children have heads, or follow in their parents' broken footsteps, doomed to life on a dollar store shelf?
First, we have MAMA "Shrimp Creamy Tom Tum Flavor". I'm not sure what "creamy Tom Tum flavor" is. It sounds like something that would require a whopping dose of "Berry TUMS flavor" after ingesting it.
Next, we have "Small Fish and Seaweed Soup Mix". Doesn't that look appetizing? For anyone wondering whatever became of "Sigmund and the Sea Monsters", here's your answer!
