Did I ever tell you about the Battle of the Blizzard?
Our treat to ourselves sometimes is DQ Blizzards. This has become a more frequent stop since they put the Peanut Buster Parfait Blizzard on the menu. I don't even know the right name, but if you say that, they know.
Anyways, I wanted to go get Blizzards a couple of weeks ago and Mike would not go with me. I don't remember why...maybe he was studying, I don't know. But he was clearly already eating ice cream... So since he wouldn't go, I went myself.
I drove to DQ, ordered my Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard (YUMM), and drove home... the whole time I was talking on the phone and never at any point, did it cross my mind to get him one... for 2 reasons. 1. He woudln't go.
2. He was already eating ice cream at home.
What would you have done?
So I got home, walked in, and sat down with my blizzard.
Mike: "Where's mine?"
Me: "I didn't get you one."
Mike: "No really, where is it?"
Me: "No really, I didn't get you one"
Mike: "What?! Where are you hiding it? C'mon, it's not funny."
Me: "Mike, you didn't want to go with me to get one and you were eating ice cream when I left... I just thought you didn't want one with those 2 things in combination."
Mike: "That's really mean."
So I was a meanie for a while because of that...
Monday, September 27, 2010
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