I need you to come here right now. AND BRING YOUR WAFFLE IRON.
suddenly there was a knock at the door, less like a knock and more like a waffle iron flinging itself repeatedly at the barrier between itself and a Palm Tree in need of wafflery.
What if I graft wings to my waffle iron?
You could totally open a waffle house and make all of it! I am a customer of your non regret.
I AM A CUSTOMER OF YOUR NON REGRET.
that’s one of the most beautiful replies ever. UGH.
Once in the mesozoic era, Becca&I were making brownies & realized we’d run out of eggs. We rang the boy I was seeing to help us out. As we waited I said, “UGH, I NEED THOSE EGGS,” & Becca sassed, “You need more than eggs, you need the delivery boy.”
I love this story. it has everything boys, eggs, the promise of brownies and pterodactyls!
The gal’s gotta brain for biz-niz!
As I was getting ready for bed I was thinking about how there would be a stigma to the Snacks & Snogs delivery service and how it would have to look like other delivery services. I thought of pizza delivery, as it has a wider delivery time range than, say, UPS. The pizza box could hold a snack of choice and a movie or something*. Then I realized the neighbors would immediately notice that the pizza person always stayed two hours. A plumbing service would be a better cover [insert your own plunger and snake jokes here]
and then I realized this service would probably be exorbitantly expensive and there would be constant legal hurdles.
I decided against the business plan for many reasons.
Snog yourself. (I don’t know exactly what that means, though I trust that you can make it happen!!)
thank you for having faith in me.