Sunday night, we made brownies - I know, brave huh! But it got even more courage-demanding when it came time to gather ingredients and tenderly mix them together into a dreamy concoction and Ronnie reached into the egg box to pull out an egg, when lo-and-behold, there were chicken remains on it! Yipes! I cringed and made a beautiful face, which Ronnie later let me know was not really. Following is a picture chronicle of the disastrous event.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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4 comments:
ewwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!
Thats pretty crazy.
That is really gross, I wouldn't have used it.. haha.
Oh my gosh I would have had a panic attack...gross gross gross! I thought the reason that we had genetic engineering to avoid that sort of thing! :)
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