
In the past 15 or so days, I've made a soup thirty-three times, all different versions, searching for the one that would satisfy what we were looking for. It became so monotonous that I could recite the recipe by heart and I could taste it in my dreams. So I present to you...
Thirty Three Things Less Fun Than Making A Soup Thirty Three Times:
1) not getting to see the Shins live this week
2) having your whataburger taste like it was smeared with onion
3) getting punched in the ear
4) having your dog run away
5) dropping and breaking your laptop
6) having Adam Hoover sing you a lullaby
7) not having a pen when you need one
8) watching MTV
9) be abused by a llama
10) have one leg tied behind your back (yeah, that doesn't make sense)
11) getting punched in the ear and your lunch stolen
12) having living eyebrows (for you Hoover)
13) putting a house in a cup
...
i quit.
Et tu, Fleeg. I guess I'll have to find a new partner for Happy-Clappy Song Night.
Posted by: (Adam) Hoover at March 9, 2007 12:13 PM