Sunday, June 13, 2010
Now you OWE me.
BACON????? That smell slapped me in the face. Ok ... I am awake. More accurately. My mouth is now awake or it wants to be. I have NO choice. I have to open my eyes and go downstairs and deal with this bacon situation. You OWE me. There is no discussion to be had. No negotiations, and no I don't care about food police, or anything else. Where is MY bacon? YOU OWE ME. I was sleeping, you invaded my sleep with your smells. Now you owe me.
And while you are at it... my foam please, in the green saucer today. No, I pass on the pineapple thingie. But are those the creamy eggs? A taste would be nice. Really, you worry about your weight... I will blitz immediately after I eat and I will burn these calories off. What are you going to do after breakfast?... Nuff said. YOU OWE ME!