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Feb. 8th, 2005 10:26 amWelcome to the newest episode of 'samantha is a great big dumbass,' in which I leave my chapstick in the pocket of my jeans and then! I put them in the dryer. With all my other clothes.
Anyone know how to get splotches of wild huckleberry lip balm out of my clothes?
Last night we fried the fastnaughts, and boy, we fried the shit out of those suckers. Evidently the story is that the Pennsylvania Dutch would use up all the potatoes and lard they had before lent by frying up a whole mess of fastnaughts. You can really taste the potato in these suckers. I brought them to work with me today, and that's how I've been saying it: "You can really taste the potato in these!" like I'm doing the hard sell.
I have something else to tell you, but it's a secret still. Giggle, giggle, yo.
Anyone know how to get splotches of wild huckleberry lip balm out of my clothes?
Last night we fried the fastnaughts, and boy, we fried the shit out of those suckers. Evidently the story is that the Pennsylvania Dutch would use up all the potatoes and lard they had before lent by frying up a whole mess of fastnaughts. You can really taste the potato in these suckers. I brought them to work with me today, and that's how I've been saying it: "You can really taste the potato in these!" like I'm doing the hard sell.
I have something else to tell you, but it's a secret still. Giggle, giggle, yo.
