Then again, I likely couldn't do a better job, so I'll stop complaining. Enjoy the photos.

A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
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Mommy! Daddy! buy me the Heinze Scooby doo! Whats in those thing anyway? anything palatable?
ReplyDeleteOMG I don't have a heading but haven't you always wanted to eat your favorite comic character?
ReplyDeleteNO
other things, yes, comic characters...EHH..
Rich: Not even close. The stuff stays inert for decades. It likely has more preservatives than Stalin.
ReplyDeleteRed: I never thought of it that way before...you're absolutely right! I have always hated recognizing what I eat. It applies to the Pasta Superfriends as well.