Dec 21, 2005 00:49
Jen's been baking ALL DAY and ALL NIGHT and she's yelling at the fridge for not having the right ingredients and yelling at Dennis for shaking the oven and microwave and basically being hilarious.
And then this happened:
ME: *minding own business, puttering around on LJ*
JEN: Oh shit. Oh no. Oh god. HELP! OMG HELP!
ME: *thinking the worst, rushing into the kitchen* WHAT? WHAT IS IT??
JEN: Um...*looks at cookie decorator, which is now in two pieces*
ME: Did that...break?
JEN: I think so, yes. Can you hold this? *hands me the tube*
ME: Now what?
JEN: Now I stick my finger in the applicator and hope for the best. Good thing it was the last cookie, eh?
ME: *shakes head, eats icing*
JEN: At least I make fond memories.
Yes, Jen. Yes you do.
JEN: What do you mean there's no lemon? WHY ISN'T THERE LEMON? You should have lemon, damn it!
ME: Um...are you yelling at the fridge?
JEN: What? NO! Well...yes, actually.
ME: Oh, good. I thought maybe you were GOING CRAZY.
JEN: How does this taste?
ME: Um, it's hard.
JEN: It's supposed to be hard.
ME: Is it also supposed to be dry?
JEN: ...maybe? Sure. Why not.
ME: If this is any help, it tastes like Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
JEN: Not really. But I'll keep that in mind.
Destiny's Child: Do you got my back on Christmas Day?
I'm sorry. WTF. THIS SONG SUCKS ARSE. MY IQ IS LEAKING OUT MY EARS BECAUSE OF THIS SONG.
dennis the ghost,
i need christmas icons,
cooking omg