I have just finished giving The Man of the Place his dinner. At the end of dinner, he got most of the remainder of the Haagen Dazs Bailey's Irish Cream ice cream. I left a little tiny bit at the bottom of the ice cream container for myself. I am watching my cholesterol now and was only allowing myself a mere scraping of ice cream.
I went away to eat my cucumber salad in the back room, leaving my ice cream unguarded in the kitchen. When I returned to the kitchen this is what I found!
He at MY bit of ice cream.
I demand compensation!
7 comments:
Sure. He can compensate me with low cholesterol jewelry then.
I'm with Peggy! Shame on the man of the place, you leave for a minute and your ice-cream is gone???
;))h
"low cholesterol jewelry" *Snort*
I'd smack him with the frying pan! Never get beteen a girl and her ice cream!!
excuse me...."never get BETWEEN a girl and her ice cream"
the very thought rattled me so completely i could not spell!
3/4 of an inch of ice cream?? that's a good half cup.
A terrible thing for him to do, to be sure, but at least it wasn't the last bit of Cherry Garcia. That would be inexcusable.
John Cleese always had a wonderful way of fixing a person with an ice-blue gimlet stare for about three beats, and then softly muttering "You bastard!" in a voice that conveyed such quietly incisive contempt, it made even the innocent cower and quail over the transgression of simply being in earshot. That popped into my head just now for some reason.
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