I ate an entire pint of Ben and Jerry’s for dinner last night. Low fat Cherry Garcia, to be precise. I was tired, it was hot, my ailing toe hurt – whatever. And herein lies a very important principle: Never keep anything in the house which, if your brain falls out and you need to wallow in self-pity, will totally derail you. That entire puppy only had 12 grams of fat. And it tasted mighty fine. Ben and Jerry make lovely dinner companions.
Thought I was your dinner companions that night? At least I was the most talkative of the lot. That is, I think you were eating that Cherry Garcia while we were talking on the phone. (Ben and Jerry didn’t have much to say, as far as I recall.)
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