the lemon pizzelle
After over a week of waiting for it, I finally had the opportunity to make the best ridiculous internet/SF pun ever. See, pizzelle turn out to have no dairy, so I brought some home for
hattifattener, and of course they were immediately pronounced as "pizzle" because we are thirteen. A couple of days later, the joke occurred to me, but I needed the right situation. I waited and waited but he never offered me one. Until, finally, on the last one, he asked if I wanted it, and even cajoled me a little. I had thought I wouldn't get to say it, so it took me a moment to bust out with, "Women do not revere the lemon pizzle as men do." (It is okay if you don't agree that I AM AWESOME, but I totally am.)
Also this week: had teriyaki with a wombat skull.
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Also this week: had teriyaki with a wombat skull.
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