Ok, can someone else please tell me that you forget about the fresh veggies in the back of the fridge and that you, too, have to toss them?? I'm overcome with guilt.
T
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Have you ever known someone who not only agreed to do all the crazy things you never thought of suggesting to anyone else, but who could actually turn your ridiculous ideas into realistic adventures? That would be us, and you are welcome to join in. We appologize in advance.
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We're silly, but you like it.
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- Adventures with Roz and Toni
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You are not alone, Toni. I have often contributed some rotten ruffage to the landfill after it spent a little too long in the abyss that is my veggie drawer.
On a similar note.... I confessed at coffee this morning that I let my morbid fascination get the better of me and went to YouTube to watch the video of Saddam's execution. This revelation was met with a few "you're weird"s or "what's wrong with you?"s but overall people didn't say much. How to interpret their silence... Were they thinking I'm a horrible person but didn't want to tell me? Sparing my feelings lest they inadvertantly release the inner demon that makes me do crazy things like watch video footage of someone's last moments? Or is it because, deep down, they all have the same morbid fascination but either choose to repress it or just don't advertise it in public? I don't know. But I asserted that I would under no circumstances apologize for having a morbid fascination. Nonetheless, it would be nice to know I'm not alone....
Wow, veggies and hangings! Our blog rocks!
I skipped out on an important museum in Florence/Firenze and went to a serial killer museum instead....
Morbid fascination ... I admit it.
T
Don't worry Ange....most of us also have at least some kind of morbid facination....we just don't talk about it much (at least I speak for myself, although I haven't watched the execution video).
And don't you just hate liquified cucumbers...ewww.
Tara
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