Ooooh man the chocolate pudding was like a BLACK HOLE OF MOIST LOVE. BUT: If your corn fell into the pudding, I mean even a nano-speck of corn contamination--- Forget it! The hot dog tasted like a Barbie head, only warm. I wanted my whole world to be a Peter Maxified, diorama-ed tv dinner, and between ages 9 and 11, most of it was... The 70's weren't ALL bad...
When it says "Libby's, Libby's, Libby's"
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Mean Gean: Now there's a guy I haven't thought of since the Nixon Administration.
Ooooh man the chocolate pudding was like a BLACK HOLE OF MOIST LOVE.
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If your corn fell into the pudding, I mean even a nano-speck of corn contamination---
Forget it!
The hot dog tasted like a Barbie head, only warm.
I wanted my whole world to be a Peter Maxified, diorama-ed tv dinner, and between ages 9 and 11, most of it was...
The 70's weren't ALL bad...
"Remember, Libby the Kid is Billy the Kid spelled sideways! Sort of."
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