Today I find myself grateful for the Cutie. No, not the high school hottie down the street who wears nothing but low-rise jeans, but the little, seedless, um, orange? tangerine? clementine? mandarin? I don't know what the hell they actually are, but my howler monkeys are all up in that mesh bag they come in.
I bought a three pound bag, and already half are gone. As are half the pack of baby wipes used to clean up sticky hands and faces when they finished. Whatever, I passed them off as dessert and they literally ate them up. HA!
Thank you brilliant, evil, Californian marketing geniuses.
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