You can eat too much cheese
Monday, March 31st, 2003 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanOh dear.
The contents of my fridge have developed a bi-cameral democracy. This means that sometime soon, I shall have to commit mass vegicide. Probably tomorrow.
I know I should do it now, but the weak and traitorous giblets are in rebellion and the thought of the miasmic assault awaiting the defrost is just too much to contemplate without a pack of strongFrench Freedom cigarettes to hold it back is, frankly appalling.
The only edible dainties in the fridge, you see, consist of bread, cheese and milk. Not a diet for the cholesterol conscious dieter such as I pretend. Nonetheless, certain tasty comestibles may be essayed from such ingredients. Not least the toasted cheese sarnie. Basic, but full of separated lactic goodness.
Except that what looks and tastes like a good idea at oh, say, 8pm seems rather less so at 11.50pm.
For toothsome they may be. Digestible they ain't. And this leads to certain ... repercussions.
Oh frail and traitorous giblets. Again you fail me.
No curry for you this weekend.
The contents of my fridge have developed a bi-cameral democracy. This means that sometime soon, I shall have to commit mass vegicide. Probably tomorrow.
I know I should do it now, but the weak and traitorous giblets are in rebellion and the thought of the miasmic assault awaiting the defrost is just too much to contemplate without a pack of strong
The only edible dainties in the fridge, you see, consist of bread, cheese and milk. Not a diet for the cholesterol conscious dieter such as I pretend. Nonetheless, certain tasty comestibles may be essayed from such ingredients. Not least the toasted cheese sarnie. Basic, but full of separated lactic goodness.
Except that what looks and tastes like a good idea at oh, say, 8pm seems rather less so at 11.50pm.
For toothsome they may be. Digestible they ain't. And this leads to certain ... repercussions.
Oh frail and traitorous giblets. Again you fail me.
No curry for you this weekend.