There's something in kidnap victim's Shawn Hornbeck's new house that gives me a lot of hope for that family. I noticed it in a filmed segment and just had to share it with you:
That's right. It's my beloved Miracle Whip. The community cared enough about the beleaguered family to provide them not only a new house, but also zip, zing, and zest for the mind, spirit, and tastebuds. It's a very good sign.
Posted by floridacracker at March 26, 2007 08:45 PMWe know you FEDEXed it up there!
Posted by: tfhr at March 27, 2007 05:43 AMOl Eagle Eye...
That is a nice thing. It will be an easier ride to work today, knowing that the kid has a chance to taste a decent grilled cheese sandwich.
A sure sign of emotional healing.
Posted by: Willard at March 27, 2007 10:24 AMI think so too, Willard.
Posted by: Donnah at March 27, 2007 10:32 AMJust one minute, csason, are you putting Miracle Whip® on that grilled cheese?!
Posted by: tfhr at March 27, 2007 12:28 PMOh, that poor child! The spreads and arrows of outrageous fortune keep piling inequity upon inequity upon him!
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 27, 2007 12:56 PMwhat else do you expect me to put on it ???
Kraft(r with a circle around it) singles..Ok.
as an advocate of mayo over salad dressing on sammiches, i would protest in the name of Kraft but they have totally screwed up their product. while i'm at it, has anyone noticed Ruffles changed a few years ago? they don't taste like they did. oh well. Wail on! (and catch my science baffling column at fasterthantheworld.com)
Posted by: richard at March 27, 2007 06:27 PMSome tomatoe sandwiches with that MW and everything will be okay.
That sounds good...might be what the Tarheel is getting tonight for supper.
csason,
Three tasty consonants for you: b...l...t. Now you're set.
Posted by: tfhr at March 27, 2007 07:01 PM