‹ Wonder if this ever happened to that JC fella •
Technically, it happened Monday night. But I’m still feeling it.
I ate an entire pint of “Marsha Marsha Marshmallow,” and chased it with a glass of eggnog laced with Extra Old Mount Gay.
Then I died.
Tags: Ben-and-Jerrys, eggnog, Mount-Gay
3 comments
December 13, 2006 at 7:27 am
ell
I’ve been inhaling chocolates the last few days, where ever I turn there are chocolates just waiting to pounce into my mouth - what chance does a girl stand?
December 13, 2006 at 8:49 am
Erin-erin-bo-berin
Not ‘dead’, really. Maybe in a sugar coma? Wait a minute. YOU HAD BEN & JERRY’S AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN CALL ME?? :o
December 13, 2006 at 12:45 pm
udge
So you’re going to run eight miles today, right?