April 20th 2012 2:14 pm
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Bonjour ~Mr. Cutter~

Today's word of the day is (this one is horrible, brace yourselves):

WASTE: Potatoes, those are my favorite, and carrots too. Wait why are you throwing them away? Meatz™loaf, I'm positive that is my favorite food, it was so good the first night. Wait, just because you turn your nose up at it doesn't mean I would. OMD, green onions, surely they don't have to go too? Sigh, sorry green onions. Cheeeeeze don't do it Mom, ugh like an arrow to the heart. Is that Ranch dressing, it smells pretty good, I can taste test it for you. Bread? I'm not gluten free, give it to me! Mom! Mom!! Mom please NOT the Pot Roast, please, please please, NOT the Pot Roast. Sniff, sorry Pot Roast I would have treated you better than just tossing you in the trash can.

Adieu ~Mr. Cutter~

Potstickers? Sure I'll take one, thanks Mom

Barked by: Puff (Dogster Member)

April 20th 2012 at 3:27 pm

I'm on my way over to your house and we can do a trash raid tonight...

Barked by: Zoe (Dogster Member)

April 20th 2012 at 3:30 pm

This is too terrifying to read.
All that perfectly good food - gone.

*thud*

Barked by: Zaidie (Dogster Member)

April 20th 2012 at 4:31 pm

Hey, whut da woof r go on dere in Seattle??? An' whut da heck r woasted pot? :D

Barked by: Pennie (Dogster Member)

April 21st 2012 at 11:36 am

In World War II Britain, your Mom could be sent to prison for wasting all that food. Of course where would that leave you? Still, we had MeatzLoaf this week, too, and Mom was slapping Dad's hands, Little Lad's hands, and Pennie Paws just to keep us out of the leftovers so there could be a second dinner's worth left.
Travesty, I say. This is a travesty.