I was getting hungry so I decided to make a nice plain PB&J sandwich. I got the Skippy (Chunky of course
) and the jam, the I went for the Wonder Jumbo White "Big" Loaf.
Oh no!!!
Only one slice left!!
I started to panic. But then I realized....I live in modern day suburbia! I got neighbors I can
beg borrow from!
So I went next door to see Ms. Swan figuring a single middle-aged woman would have extra. But she only had something called a "croissant" and that didn't sound right. I mean, now matter who you slice the "croissant" you can never get the two pieces to fit right. Ya' know?
So I went over to Mr. Jones' house. But Tyrone only had wheat bread. Which I like and don't have a problem with...I just don't think that wheat bread and PB&J should mix. Now what I mean?
So I went and saw some rich asshat named J_Kerry to see if he could help me out. He offered me a nice French roll....but when I reached for it he took it back....
Old Mrs Schwartz saw me and offer a loaf of Rye. I took one look at that dry lifeless "dough" and politely declined.
So...looks like I am going hungry.....
Oh well.
Sgatr15