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11.27.02 : 10:01 pm dont get within a 10 mile radius of Terri, she might think you are making a move on her rib sandwich and take your finger off. |
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I swear, sometimes i think Terri is a starved tiger. She had a relapse. (no-nothing drastic, not drugs/alcohol) but MEAT. I am serious, she is eating those ribs with such passion it is almost an art form. And the funny thing is, Max (the dog) tries to get in on the action and my mother actually snarls at him. Eep. I just better keep my fingers away from the Snapping Dragon. Have you ever seen 'When Harry Met Sally'? Well if you have, you would remember the part in the diner when Sally fakes an orgasm. Terri is making almost those same noises w/ the ribs every once and awhile, but mostly its just the sound of her lips smacking together, and she refuses to use a napkin because the rib-juicy-ness is too good to waste. weeeerid. She took FOREVER in Walgreens, because she got into an argument with a woman in a wheel chair. All my mother wanted to do is get some cash, but the cashier told her that she had to buy some stuff. So Terri breathlessly ran the aisles grabbing toilet paper, a Cosmo and a Vanity Fair, and then as she runs back to the register, the wheelchair lady has cut in front of her. Ohhh jeez. This is when I get embarrassed. Terri stoops down to her level, and starts saying how she was first, because she wants cash, because she wants a rib sandwich more than anything and if the lady would kindly get back in her place. The wheel-chair lady then asks my mother where her holiday spirit is (by which my mother said, 'i think i left it in the car') and the wheel-chair lady proceeds to run over my mothers toe. my mother's BROKEN toe, i might add. ahh. its too ugly to rehash the details, but lets just say that Terri surrendered, and she got her rib sandwich. Which she is now eating while she talks to Max about her day. I guess shes given up on talking to me, because i just pretend that i have gone tone deaf. hehe. i know i am veeerry tricky. Tomorrow is thanksgiving (whoopee!) lets see what happens. <3 megan
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