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this cockeyed blog is so entertaining, i read every post myself at least ten times. it's all fun and no play...no dull boy...i write about no dull boy. DRY WINE!
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- Excessive Mastication
- Barack Obama's Facebook Site
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7 comments:
without marshmellow, they are not smores, they are graham crackers with chocolate, although i wouldn't be surprised if there were no graham crackers either.
they were something akin to graham crackers. and chocolate.
rachel, you must be some gay australian to never heard of smores! it's a sandwich with graham crackers instead of bread with cocholatate, wait, i mean chocolate and a marshmellow insides. the marshmellow must have just been roasted over a camp fire (or over the stove--we're idiots), so it's wicked hot and melts the chocolate. because it's all melted and sticky, when you say you want "some more," it just comes out "smore."
we've got a bag of marshMALLOWS in riese... maybe save it for some amazing twins' bday party at a lake with a bonfire and šašlikai?
i meant marshMALLOW
i just read that entry, and learned that there exists a marshmallow plant, with a "mucilaginous root sometimes especially formerly used in confectionary and in medicine"
sounds icky
there's at least one bar in manhattan where you can order a mini flame grill, skewers, mallows, chocolate and graham. it's very fun: s'mores
liepa, i'm really disappointed in the spelling of that word now, that's mondo retardo, and if i ever hear anybody pronounce it according to the alternate pronouciation i'll bitch slap him.
dariau, that's neato man.
rachel, you're a sick little puppy;)
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