Here is my young lady playing with her crazy Uncle Matt. She loves him a whole lot.
Any-hoo, on with the story.
Any-hoo, on with the story.Today we had to go to the "big town" to buy groceries and animal food and get my oil changed in the jeep, and all kinds of other FANTASTICALLY boring errors. The girls were really pretty good, so we went to DQ to get some ice cream. Grace got pretty excited about this information, and shouted, "Oh, good!! I want one of those chocolate buzzards!" Buzzards. OH!!! She meant "blizzards"!!
Ha! They will forever more be known as buzzards at this house...
3 comments:
Gracie, I do love me some "buzzards", too!
Buzzards are so tasty... I tried to go the other night and they were closed. Em and I had to go to the convenience store for dinner. Pork rinds and chocolate milk are no comparrison to DQ Buzzards!
Well, I can definitely see the confusion. Blizzard, Buzzard... they sound similar and neither are a particularly good name for something yummy.
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