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Thursday, June 12, 2008

Cheetos


Alright, so I like Cheetos. I like stale Cheetos. Open the bag, let 'em sit a day or so in the humidity, then they are perfect. However, I'm not allowed to eat Cheetos anymore. I've purchased 3 bags in the past week. Each time I come home, I have a pretty black puppy with an orange forehead. So. This last bag, I put up. Here.
I figured they're up. Ignore the mess, but that silver bowl? On the highest countertop above the bread box? Yeah, that's where there WAS a bag of Cheetos getting nice and stale for me. Let's see what's in the bowl now! Tell me how that mutt manages to get up there and eat my Cheetos! You know, if I leave celery, she doesn't touch the stuff. Too smart for her own good . . . .

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