I had this chick convinced for months that I was the chef for a sorority house even though I didn’t know how to cook. I told her I’d make things like “Bread with cheese dipped in beer,” but I’d use Google to translate it into French first so they’d think it was fancy cuisine. It was like the plot from a Rob Schneider movie. Also, I told her I had a black belt in Yoko Ono.
March 16th, 2008 at 9:34 pm
I had this chick convinced for months that I was the chef for a sorority house even though I didn’t know how to cook. I told her I’d make things like “Bread with cheese dipped in beer,” but I’d use Google to translate it into French first so they’d think it was fancy cuisine. It was like the plot from a Rob Schneider movie. Also, I told her I had a black belt in Yoko Ono.