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.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Lunch with my mother
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A cocktail would be completely understandable. Maybe even encouraged.
Haha! That's what I call a "Der-dee-Der" moment.
So, Did they have any bbq sauce?
Story of my life...for real.
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!"
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