Jul 21, 2003 14:49
Popsicles rock my face. I've been eating like a scrillion of them, maybe even a mole of them, and Meagan just got on my case, "Lindsay, there are no blue popsicles left!" And that'ssssssss bad?
At work the other night, Lauren and I helped make the dinners for the party we were working. Someone has to use a towel to wipe the rims of the plates, because as the plates are passed down the assembly line, the rims get a lot of grease on them. I yelled, "I want to wipe! I'm an awesome wiper!" Like the kitchen got dead silent, and one of the cooks was like, "That was a little more information than we needed to know." And I was like, "No! I meant that I'm an awesome wiper of the plates! I wipe plates!" And another cook was like, "You should go work in an old folks home."
I also used the word "scanty" in the kitchen, and some of the cooks were like, "Scanty?? Who says scanty?" Ok, everyone says scanty! Come on guys, back me up. Anyone? No? pssh, liars, I've heard you say it...in the crotch area!