![]() 02/23/2017 at 18:43 • Filed to: Fud | ![]() | ![]() |
The lunch of the working ma— [suffers heart attack]
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If the heart attack is fatal, can I have the truck?
Or the leftover shells and cheese? That would be good, too...
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No cut-up hot dogs in it? PASS
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Even I have standards
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Yeah, WRONG standards.
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Also tonight’s dinner for an exhausted architectural intern.
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Lit’l Smokies are the answer:
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Those aren’t bad, either.
Our family used to call mac & cheese and hot dogs ‘the Babysitter’s Special’. There are varying culinary degrees of it, ranging from generic black-and-white-box mac & cheese with generic hot dogs at the bottom end all the way up to Kraft Deluxe served with ring bologna or smoked sausage. I prefer garlic ring bologna.
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where’s the straight noodle?
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During my childhood Mac’n Cheese with lil smokies was a “Mom is outta town so Dad is cooking” delicacy.
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:D