Saturday, September 15, 2012
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"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
My parents claim I was born in the USA though they can only produce a photo copy of a Hawaiian birth certificate, but I must admit I never liked BP&J as a kid. Or ketchup. Or hot dogs. That sort of proves I'm a commie, huh? Guess I'll never be president.
ReplyDeleteI must be a communist too, because while I can eat peanut butter, it's not a favorite, and I don't like roasted peanuts at all.
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ReplyDeleteNuts to both of you. We need to preserve this liberty.
I prefer my peanuts boiled.
ReplyDeleteIf there are kids at the school with peanut allergies, considering that it IS a life-threatening reaction, I'd rather be safe than sorry. When (little) kids eat PBJs, it is an ugly situation. They get it EVERYWHERE. On the tables. On the floor. On the seats. On their clothes. On their faces. Sandwich pieces go sailing through the air. Trace amounts go everywhere. It gets transferred to door knobs and door frames and hair brushes and computer keyboards. Feet step on sandwich pieces and track it on rugs for circle time.
The Peanut And Cashew Organization strongly objects to these comments!
ReplyDeleteThis is "Control everyone for the problems of a few", nanny statism in a different format.
ReplyDeleteSo....nuts to the nanny staters!
Well, this whole topic just sticks to the roof of my mouth, so to avoid getting myself into a jam, I'm gonna get the hull outta here!
ReplyDeleteDude, I knew I could count on you!
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ReplyDeleteYou'll have to shell out some bucks to get the hull outta here.