Last night's supper was a fail.
A Major Fail.
A Giant Fail.
An Epic Fail.
No -- I did not cook something and it was horrible and disgusting. Instead, I chose to dig out a frozen pizza. Yup...I'm that
pathetic classy.

So -- there's a picture of what my supper looked like. A soy peperoni/cheese pizza (this pic is from a google search and NOT my pizza, but you get the point.
And this is why:

3 comments:
Bad time for a challenge then. I timed this to avoid that.
lol. Maybe I can switch my challenge to ice cream sundaes or something.
lol The PMS chocolate dessert challenge. I think lots of women would sign up!
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