Thursday, March 05, 2009

Fasting F.Y.I.

While fasting, if your wife asks you to run to the grocery store with her, lovingly say "no." Talking about the land of temptation. I thought I'd make it easier on myself by walking to the juice isle to
stock up.

Nope. Foolishness. The crackers are across from the juice.

I turned into Homer Simpson, drooling and moaning. "Cheeeeezzzzz-Itttttsssss." Luckily you have to pay before you eat at Dominicks (just in case you forgot that process during the fast) and I was saved.

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