Yesterday when I got home from work we started making dinner.
The Prince was walking around the kitchen, sort of holding his stomach like it hurt.
"What are you doing, didn't you just have a salad for lunch?"
"Well... no."
"Oh. What did you have?"
"I went to McDonald's. I broke down. I needed something terrible."
"What did you get?"
"Three burgers, fries and a coke."
"THREE BURGERS?!?!"
"... yeah. I really regret it now."
Believe me, I ate my cauliflower and asparagus with joy last night.
The Prince writhed on the couch in desperate grease overload.
I didn't feel the least bit sorry for him.
And then this morning he was late for work because he clogged the toilet.
Yeah, AWESOME.
Serves him right.
Happy Friday,
LMAO!
ReplyDelete:)
DeleteThree? I nearly die with one.. I do as a matter of fact. McDonalds is questionable..
ReplyDeleteI laughed through this for the record.
Yeah, I have noooo idea how he does it....
DeleteWho the hell eats THREE burgers?! Same people that scarf down the entire twenty piece chicken nug meal. Nuts
ReplyDeleteYep, my boyfriend. That's who.
Delete3? holy crap. only thing i can manage to scarf down is fries and/or mcflurry.
ReplyDeleteme too.
DeleteYou are such a terrorist! An awesome one :)
ReplyDeletewhy thank you :)
DeleteHAHA that poor boy. I have been a bad girl this week, going home means eating healthy is almost impossible. I am writhing as we speak. Love Elle xo
ReplyDeleteahhh yeah, I'm the same way whenever I go home for a visit!
DeleteI think your boyfriend would get on wonderfully with mine. xx
ReplyDeletehahahhahahahhahahhaha
ReplyDelete3!? I can't imagine that pain. Mmm cauliflower