Overheard at supper tonight:
Sugarhead: "Are your chicken nuggets black?"
Sweet Pickle: "Yeah."
Sugarhead: "Mine, too."
I bet they wish their mama was a cafeteria lady. Then all their processed foods would be baked to perfection - a nice golden brown, and never. ever. you know, black.
The cooking? I do not love it.
I really do not know that anything has ever been more exciting than diagramming sentences. —Gertrude Stein