Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I really don't like sour cream . . .

Honestly . . . I can't stand the stuff, and can't deal with the knowledge it was used as an ingredient in stuff I am served to eat.

If I ever write a blues song, it will be called, "I Hate Sour Cream!"

I'm just saying.

Sour cream looks like white spackle. Tasted like it the last time I tried it eat it.

How I know what spackle tastes like is another story for another day.

God's grace still amazes me . . . ><>

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