Thursday, August 27, 2009

Lunch with my mother

I think I’ll have the barbeque chicken quesadilla.

That sounds good.

Yeah – that’s what I’m having – the barbeque chicken quesadilla.

I’ll take the barbeque chicken quesadilla.

What’s that honey? What did I get? I got the barbeque chicken quesadilla.

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Eww. I don’t like this. It has this barbeque sauce on it.

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6 comments:

Sprite's Keeper said...

A cocktail would be completely understandable. Maybe even encouraged.

Princess Consuela Bananahammock said...

Haha! That's what I call a "Der-dee-Der" moment.

spoon said...

So, Did they have any bbq sauce?

Alexandria said...

Story of my life...for real.

Stacie's Madness said...

hahaha!

bluzdude said...

Sounds like a friend of mine... She doesn't like cheese, but is always ordering quesadillas or cheese pizza.

She's also a vegetarian, and when she visited Philadelphia, I teased her about how she'd order a cheesesteak:

"I'd like a cheesesteak, hold the cheese, hold the meat."

"Lady, that's a bun with peppers and onions"

"MMMMMM!"