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R. Linda:
Fudge Day 26: You finally lost it and write me this: "I don't know who's crazier, me for obsessing or you for threatening to make cinderblocks out of my precious fudge. LOL I should have had it delivered by a LOW FLYING PLANE! Have the pilot wait for you to step outside and RELEASE! LOL My fudge will either kill you with fat or from landing on your head. This is my last thought on delivery of fudge. It would have gotten there sooner if I had put it on a slow boat to China!!!"
And I tell you THIS reassuringly, "Don't you worry none I have a couple of saws in the basement. As to the fudge, I sharpened the axe in case the chain saws don't do the trick. So all set. Got me face protector and big gloves, just standing around wearing me gear with me axe at the ready waiting for the UPS man. I hope I don't scare him dressed like this, I did manage to scare the bejesus out of that squirrel though."
Fudge Day 27: THE GLORIOUS DAY OF FUDGE DELIVERY! I was overjoyed, so I wrote you thank you and told you about Tonya holding it up to the light like it was Indie's golden sphere and how we yelled out "Chocieeeeee" and looked like two loons doing all that. We dug in instantly we got the box open and yes we were unsuccessful at breaking off the first chunk, but we worked on it we did, and as I said, it was damn gooooood!
You were as happy as us when you wrote me back later: "I got home and had to see my email to find out if you ever got the fudge LMAO I guess you did. I've eaten so much fudge, I've sworn off store chocie. Ok I lie. I have my stash of fudge where my kids can't find it. I left some mint 3 Musketeers to lure them so they won't go looking for my stash."
All I can say is -- true to form Mrs. Egduf. LOL
Next the aftermath if I be up to reliving the actual fudge experience. Sigh.
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R. Linda:
Fudge Day 26: You finally lost it and write me this: "I don't know who's crazier, me for obsessing or you for threatening to make cinderblocks out of my precious fudge. LOL I should have had it delivered by a LOW FLYING PLANE! Have the pilot wait for you to step outside and RELEASE! LOL My fudge will either kill you with fat or from landing on your head. This is my last thought on delivery of fudge. It would have gotten there sooner if I had put it on a slow boat to China!!!"
And I tell you THIS reassuringly, "Don't you worry none I have a couple of saws in the basement. As to the fudge, I sharpened the axe in case the chain saws don't do the trick. So all set. Got me face protector and big gloves, just standing around wearing me gear with me axe at the ready waiting for the UPS man. I hope I don't scare him dressed like this, I did manage to scare the bejesus out of that squirrel though."
Fudge Day 27: THE GLORIOUS DAY OF FUDGE DELIVERY! I was overjoyed, so I wrote you thank you and told you about Tonya holding it up to the light like it was Indie's golden sphere and how we yelled out "Chocieeeeee" and looked like two loons doing all that. We dug in instantly we got the box open and yes we were unsuccessful at breaking off the first chunk, but we worked on it we did, and as I said, it was damn gooooood!
You were as happy as us when you wrote me back later: "I got home and had to see my email to find out if you ever got the fudge LMAO I guess you did. I've eaten so much fudge, I've sworn off store chocie. Ok I lie. I have my stash of fudge where my kids can't find it. I left some mint 3 Musketeers to lure them so they won't go looking for my stash."
All I can say is -- true to form Mrs. Egduf. LOL
Next the aftermath if I be up to reliving the actual fudge experience. Sigh.
Copyright © 2008 All rights reserved
