Wednesday, March 30, 2011

All good things happen to those who...steal gas

Okay, so I didn't really steal gas yesterday. I did however have to go into the gas station to talk to Steve. (brother of Brian previously mentioned in Hot-dog, and Pretzel posts) While in the gas station discussing yesterdays crime of the day, Steve then became my favorite person of all time when he gave me...
Are you sitting down?

Drum-roll...

This AWESOME Nacho-Maker along with a years supply of happy processed cheese.


Oh yes, Dave and I were still eating nachos at 10:00 p.m.

I also debated having them for breakfast but the ever popular Hostess cupcake won out.

When I called my mom yesterday to share in my Nacho-Joy, she said
"Shame on you, for manipulating this poor family into giving you all these things."
First of all, is it my fault that there are kind, giving people out there who simply want to make my life happy and full of meaning? In turn, they know that I will share the joy, and make others happy for years to come. If you think about it, it was really the Christian thing to do. So manipulation obviously has nothing to do with it.

I think you should all go and try to steal gas today and see what happens.

6 comments:

  1. Trust me! It was guilt and manipulation. I lived with you, I know you but most of all, I love you! The truth is, however, that I am insanely jealous! Who wouldn't want a mini Maverick in their kitchen?

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  2. Oh Wow. Can I talk you into throwing me my own personal carnival dinner when we come back? As long as you don't pull out a clown outfit, it might be the best dinner ever.

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  3. Our jealousy knows no bounds!! Adam loves those nachos and said he would be willing to set an I.V. up with a healthy drip of Nacho Cheese.

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  4. Wow, aren't you glad you moved to Montana so your life could be complete?

    Kettie

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  5. I'm moving in with you. Clear a space!

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  6. That stuff is going to coat your veins in plastic!

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