laundry machine mystery

laundry machine mystery

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Okay so on this day

1) i was late for work

2) I got a speeding ticket

3) this... 

PURSE

PURSE

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Yes.

It's my purse.

It's my life.

 

And yes i'm aware that the fish on our wall kind of looks like it's eating my head in the first part AND clearly it's not 9:45 am but, shall we say, maybe a little after 10. 

Thick and Meaty

Today was c and me's day of fun
c determined not to wilt on the couch
or putter in the backyard
so we head off for RIB FEST
in Etobicoke

me = slightly leery of the Pink Rib Fest pig with his happy smile and his devil may care attitude about being eaten
But c and me have been watching too much Food network and there is too much bbq happening on the food network for me to care TOO TOO much about eating the flag waving pig.

So off we go.

At the fair things are far chiller than the rib-sanity we've seen in the US. MOst of the booths are from the US so we decide to be semi-anthro about our rib consumption and decide to visit one US and one Canadian rib stall to compare. But when we get to the Kansas City rib place (KC, c's alternative home town) everyone there is from Scarborough.

c and me: "But it says 'Kansas City'" -- thinking "This is a lie"
KC BBQ FRAUDS: "Oh well the RIG is from Kansas"

Humpf.

But the ribs are GREAT. We get a small rack and connect face to bone immediately. Suddenly i see clearly why there are little mobile hand washing stations everywhere. I can feel the ribsauce creeping into my hairline but i don't care. Must consume rib. I never knew that the best part of the rib was so close to the bone before.

INTERESTING and YUMMY.

Afterward we abandon thoughts of Canadian rib -- having technically just visited both - like Niagara Falls -- and head for the fair/games grounds. I want to be sucked in by the promise of a stuffed bear for a quarter and the ability to throw a dart but i'm too jaded.
Then suddenly I spot a possible chance for victory. "GUESS YOUR AGE/WEIGHT FOR $2"

THe man looks giddy. His face twitches as I approach him and muddle over my possible prizes. It's like he already knows me and believes without a doubt that he will easily swindle me out of my money. Okay, he says, I'm writing down your age on this piece of paper. Okay tell me how old you are.

30.

CRUSHED!!

He turns over the paper.

He guessed 23.

SUCKER!

Me = one stuffed duck richer

AND

c won a frog for swinging the hammer and making the bell ding.

We are clearly the perfect lesbian couple. SO DECEPTIVE and SLY!!!

Afterwards we get sucked into Jack Daniels ribs which were both not HOT and kind of bland so we headed home.

All in all a successful evening with only 3 sucky ribs.

Not bad not bad at all.

Now I'm full of ribs and ready for bed y'all.

More posts soon.

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