Leftovers and Kazoos
Once again, Plot got no delicious leftover turkey sandwiches because nobody offered leftover turkey to take home. The truth is Plot doesn't really like turkey all that much when it's hot, but loves it when it's cold and covered with all the other leftovers from the previous night's dinner. How can you beat a turkey, cranberry sauce, ambrosia mold, sweet potato casserole, green mystery loaf, corn bread, cold mashed potato and pistachio stuffing sandwich, plus a little mayo, on squishy white bread?
No such luck. It's Saturday and the sky is blue. BZ brought out her kazoo this morning and she and Plottie played a little blues on Mummy P's piano. She's worried about grad school applications, while the truth is all she has to do is enclose a link to her kazoo playing and every school in America would rush to sign her up and give her cash.
It's official: Screw the Stiletto City Real Estate Market. Houses do not go onto the market for sale, they are only put there to engender bidding wars. Real estate agents are scumbuckets, folks. OK, OK. SOME real estate agents CAN BE scumbuckets.
The Great PD made a scrumptious lemon pilaf last night to go with Mummy Plotnik's brisket. Cold beer. Larry David on TV. The Great Plotnik really loves brother Leon, and if anyone understands what that means, Plottie bets you love Leon too.
posted by DAK @ 9:15 AM
2 Comments:
Do you mean Uncle Leon? Isn't he great? Will you tell me the story about the keys in the wrong purse again sometime, please, grandpa?
A) I like cold turkey too, but that "sandwich" sounds awful (although I'm curious about the green mystery loaf).
B) I think you are making up the kazoo getting you into grad school. Well, except maybe the Barnum and Bailey Grad School.
C) You are right about real estate agents. There are many fine ones, but the lure of quick money draws the scumbuckets like Dodger fans to a Lasorda sighting.
D) Sorry - Leon?
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