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A Year's Supply of Pringles

It's been well over a year since I've eaten Pringles - a former love affair - because they make my gastrointestinal community beg for the mercy of being ripping from my body without anesthesia. Still, seeing the subject line, "a year's supply of Pringles" in a spam e-mail made me salivate with gluttonous abandon. In a miraculous feat of courage, I was able to resist the urge to open up the e-mail. I'm still regretting that decision...

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because there’s nothing that amuses me more than hearing your pathetic opinion


have you looked in your waste basket for it? Aint I such a great help?


You faired temptation better than I, my friend. Oh, that I had your strength!


Now I'm getting these Pringles spam messages. Doubt I would have even gotten one if it hadn't been for you. Thanks.


Valette, I signed you up cuz I wanted to share the love. <grin>


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