Dinner for me, tonight, consisted of a can of Chef Boyardee ravioli. I used to love this stuff, but tonight required serious willpower. As I was in #KNRK at the time, I started making jokes about the cuisine at Casa Kerezman. Jokes like…
- Chef Innacan
- Chef Boyareyoudumb
- Chef Boyisthiscrapnasty
- Chef Boyyouregonnaneedastomachpump
- Chef Boywasthatbad
- Chef Boythisnuclearwasteissuretasty
- and one of my friends on AIM chimed in with Chef Boywasthatmydog, which is funnier than any of the ones I came up with.
This is how I kill time… and my taste buds, apparently.