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Sep. 4th, 2007 01:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
benchiladaSo, it's pretty fucking fun to get packages in the mailbox addressed only to "Benchilada, 712 S. Anderson, Urbana, IL, 61801."
It's even more funner when the package comes from the lovely pairing ofpure_doxyk and riotmod.
I forgetted to take a photo of the card they included, but it was essentially:
1) Observe
2) Phear
3) Eat
4) Take Photos
5) Entertain Us
So, here's what were as to be in it:
Hello Kitty. Apple Marshmallow. Apple Jelly Inside. With an illustration that looks like a cross-section of a hard-boiled egg.
Oh. Oh HELLS yeah.
So, I got this package right beforechuckdawg and sarahsam came by for dinner, so we made it my second ever group version of So You Don't Have To.
Don't worry, the next one will be another solo adventure, with a gift I got from fromhis_hamstress.
Also, for some reason, I was an idiot and deleted the first photo of me pointing at the egg, speared as it was on a dainty cocktail fork. So be it.
In any event...
I'm not really certain why I look like I'm biting a fucking rock. Nor why my face is so red that it looks like I'm shitting a fucking rock.
Okay, right, so the center just exploded in my mouth. This is, with so many foods, the moment of truth.
HOLY SHIT, IT'S FANTASTIC! It tastes just like, umm, a...HELLO KITTY APPLE MARSHMALLOW!
I MUST FIND MORE, AND...and...what the fuck is with my mouth?
Right, so after this (technically, I ate mine last, but pretend I didn't say that and that artistic license is in effect and you think I went first) I hooked up Lovely Wife Sara,sarahsam, and chuckdawg with Implements Of Destruction and Hello Kitty Apple Marshmallows.
That right there? That's some love on their faces.
Okay, so Sara is daintily removing hers from the fork, Chuck is already looking distressed, and Sarah is...umm...look, we'd better just move on...
Sara: Thinking...
Sarah: Thinking...
Chuck: A CAT IS PEEING IN MY MOUTH!
Sara: Giggling...
Sarah: Crushing...
Chuck: THERE IS STILL A CAT PEEING IN MY MOUTH!
Sara: Smiling...
Sarah: Laughing
Chuck: SERIOUSLY, WHERE THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING CAT?
So, before final judgement, let's get some of the commentary that came immediately after the above shot.
Chuck: If they had a flavor that would taste good with graham crackers, I would totally make a smore out of that. Like chocolate.
Sarah: Or cherry?
Chuck: Maybe. Apple just doesn’t mix with chocolate well. I always want to make things better. I always think I CAN MAKE THIS WORK!
[For more details on his "clever" ways of making things "better," see the Quail Eggs In Brine post]
***
Sara: I think…it was too much hype. I mean, it looked expensive, but it didn’t taste expensive.
***
Sarah: Subtle...but delicious.
***
Sara: Actually feels like Hello Kitty's balls...
***
Their final verdicts?
As for me? I want a fucking Santa-Claus-sized bag of these with a goddamned tap on the side. And it needs to have a strap so I can hang it from my ceiling. Then I'll sit on the couch, put in My Neighbor Totoro, get me a tall glass of milk, and turn the spigot on the Bag Of Balls whenever necessary.
Somebody make this happen.
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It's even more funner when the package comes from the lovely pairing of
pure_doxyk and riotmod.I forgetted to take a photo of the card they included, but it was essentially:
1) Observe
2) Phear
3) Eat
4) Take Photos
5) Entertain Us
So, here's what were as to be in it:
Hello Kitty. Apple Marshmallow. Apple Jelly Inside. With an illustration that looks like a cross-section of a hard-boiled egg.
Oh. Oh HELLS yeah.
So, I got this package right before
chuckdawg and sarahsam came by for dinner, so we made it my second ever group version of So You Don't Have To.Don't worry, the next one will be another solo adventure, with a gift I got from from
his_hamstress.Also, for some reason, I was an idiot and deleted the first photo of me pointing at the egg, speared as it was on a dainty cocktail fork. So be it.
In any event...
I'm not really certain why I look like I'm biting a fucking rock. Nor why my face is so red that it looks like I'm shitting a fucking rock.
Okay, right, so the center just exploded in my mouth. This is, with so many foods, the moment of truth.
HOLY SHIT, IT'S FANTASTIC! It tastes just like, umm, a...HELLO KITTY APPLE MARSHMALLOW!
I MUST FIND MORE, AND...and...what the fuck is with my mouth?
Right, so after this (technically, I ate mine last, but pretend I didn't say that and that artistic license is in effect and you think I went first) I hooked up Lovely Wife Sara,
sarahsam, and chuckdawg with Implements Of Destruction and Hello Kitty Apple Marshmallows.That right there? That's some love on their faces.
Okay, so Sara is daintily removing hers from the fork, Chuck is already looking distressed, and Sarah is...umm...look, we'd better just move on...
Sara: Thinking...
Sarah: Thinking...
Chuck: A CAT IS PEEING IN MY MOUTH!
Sara: Giggling...
Sarah: Crushing...
Chuck: THERE IS STILL A CAT PEEING IN MY MOUTH!
Sara: Smiling...
Sarah: Laughing
Chuck: SERIOUSLY, WHERE THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING CAT?
So, before final judgement, let's get some of the commentary that came immediately after the above shot.
Chuck: If they had a flavor that would taste good with graham crackers, I would totally make a smore out of that. Like chocolate.
Sarah: Or cherry?
Chuck:
[For more details on his "clever" ways of making things "better," see the Quail Eggs In Brine post]
***
Sara: I think…it was too much hype. I mean, it looked expensive, but it didn’t taste expensive.
***
Sarah: Subtle...but delicious.
***
Sara: Actually feels like Hello Kitty's balls...
***
Their final verdicts?
As for me? I want a fucking Santa-Claus-sized bag of these with a goddamned tap on the side. And it needs to have a strap so I can hang it from my ceiling. Then I'll sit on the couch, put in My Neighbor Totoro, get me a tall glass of milk, and turn the spigot on the Bag Of Balls whenever necessary.
Somebody make this happen.
b
