Thursday, April 19

Cupcakes, Champagne, and KFC

i called shitler this afternoon.  with a purpose.  to inform him what time we were going to my grandparents for dinner.  when he called me back - it was to tell me that he had KFC for lunch.  like i gave a shit.  he launched into the specifics of his meal.  

2 piece original recipe, macaroni and cheese, and a biscuit with honey.  

to which i reacted with disgust.

me: honey is gross.

shitler: no, it's not  it's good.  i didn't even know.  they didn't have any jam - so i was all, gimme some fucking honey!

me: i have to go back to work.  this has been a waste of my time.

shitler: i'm going to fucking kill you.

me: k, byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyye.

it's like he bluffs for a living.  and makes empty threats.  whatever.



it's not kfc - but it's liver sausage.  and i've never met anyone that loves it more than shitler does.  he would eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if he could.

but that's neither here nor there.  i'm going to make these cupcakes this weekend.  only because it gives me an excuse to buy champagne.  one bottle for cooking.  two or more for consumption.  a twitter/college friend is going to as well.  and then we will battle it out via pictures.  although i'm the most concerned with how much champagne she can consume.  and perhaps how many cupcakes she can eat without puking.  so stay tuned.

2 comments

  1. I better get some motherfucking champagne AND cupcakes.

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