Beef Stew (Photo credit: avlxyz)
The roast beef in the fridge is calling your name–literally!
“Here I Am to Worship,” gives way to the Flintstones theme song.
The mole on your arm has never looked so fascinating.
Is it feed a cold and starve a fever?
Chuckling over old “Where’s the beef,” commercial, leads to, “Two-all-beef-patties-special-sauce-lettuce-cheese-pickles-onions-on-a-sesame-seed-bun,”chant.
Overcome by tremendous guilt over failure to dust inside of jars arranged on top of fridge.
Cottage cheese textured ceiling looks like surface of the moon when you squint just right.
Still repenting over ________________ from 1982. (fill in blank, use more paper if necessary).
The spirit is willing but the flesh is really, really weak.
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