Molotov Cocktail
I walked out of a store tonight carrying a bag that contained orange juice (for leftover champagne mimosas), Chubby Hubby ice cream, and purple hair dye.
I got all the way to my car before I thought, “Holy wow, that might be a dangerous combination.”
January 4th, 2006 at 2:02 am
When do you say “Holy wow?”
January 4th, 2006 at 11:13 am
When you realize you might wake up fat from ice cream, hungover from champagne, with purple hair. (It’s the next morning, and I’m none of the above, so I didn’t do too badly.)