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Friday, May 21, 2010

Potatoes in lieu of silicon

Happiness is watching the orange glow of the sunset fade across the Nerang river, while being held in the cool breeze. And then running screaming down the street because your lover is trying to put a potato down your shirt while a group of strangers try to make sense of the scene. And then making bangers and mash (boil diced and peeled potatoes 'til soft then mash with milk, butter, salt and pepper) together before settling in for a quiet evening at home.

Riza says:
i have to go make dinner


janbanks.blogspot.com says:
cook away, my furry friend!

Riza says:
haha so who does the cooking over there?


janbanks.blogspot.com says:
me
lol
tho yest KG helped

Riza says:
lol what do u cook anyway?


janbanks.blogspot.com says:
we needed to make mashed potatoes
n didnt have any
so we went out to get 2

Riza says:
2 potatoes?
lol

janbanks.blogspot.com says:
then i put them in his chest pockets
so they looked like boobs
lolololol
everyone kept staring

Riza says:
lol well jan, i see you havent changed

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

gasp! you outed spongebob by utilizing his legal name in this public realm! what happened to protecting the innocent by condition of anonymity?

anyway, i want to chat with you too! what program do you use? have deleted my FB in retaliation to this cruel, cruel world. get in touch the old fashioned way, k? (carrier pigeon)

- shiny pants

Jan Banks said...

Moist Cunt Flaps!

I'd know those shiny pants anywhere. Like a magpie. Or something like that. I use MSN! Though let us speak soon. I've moved in with The Guy I Told You About In Malay Which Totally Tested Our Knowledge of BM (not Bowel Movements).

Let's speak soon!