The Stove Guards

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Left Guard With Strong Biceps: "Keep CJ away from the stove. I hear she only knows how to make crackers and cheese."

Small But Wiry Guard: "Don't worry, I ran her over with my walker. She's flat on the living room rug."

Guard With An Attitude:"Would you video my son already?!"

Comments

Anonymous said…
CJ,
I guess that means you were in charge of the appetizers? I was on cleanup duty.
November 24, 2007 at 9:46 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
They don't even trust me with the apps. I had cleanup duty like you did. My reputation in the kitchen proceeds my arrival.
November 24, 2007 at 10:34 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
Hey SJ - I think you have that same face two posts below. Still hot. (See, I'm trusting that you will read this so I am posting a pre-comment comment to you).
November 24, 2007 at 11:46 PM
Anonymous said…
And here I am reading it, though a bit late. Yes, i am in fact still hot. And it's "my reputation PRECEDES me" not "proceeds me."

don't maik me giv u a gramer lessen.
December 7, 2007 at 11:16 AM
Martini Cartwheels said…
Do you talk to James Patterson that way Miss Little Brown?
December 8, 2007 at 8:56 AM
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