Only Killers Call Killing Progress: HAWT DAWG! HAWT DAWG!

Fall on me, black helicopter....

HAWT DAWG! HAWT DAWG!

Published November 19, 2005 by Lexy | E-mail this post

Oh my god is this good.
Chorizo sausage, black forest ham, white onions, green onions, red pepper, yellow pepper, green pepper, shredded carrots, mushrooms, steak spice, and crushed chillies.
To die for.
I tell you. If you put this in a pita or a tortilla with some scrambled egg... Or even as an omelette.... Or.... I don't even know. It's just wonderful.
It's the chorizo. Does it to me every time.
I would go make more if it wasn't a fattening protein overload right before bed.
But as it is, my pants are falling off of me anyway.
Seriously. Just between you and I.... When I'm at home and I don't pull them up every ten seconds because there's no one else around..... they just fall off.
Slip right off of my hips and whatnot.

So I can stand to eat sausage and ham in the morning before I get in bed.
So. Happy Saturday everyone. I can't believe that's what it is. And we're not together.

strange how you're not with me.

2 Responses to “HAWT DAWG! HAWT DAWG!”

Anonymous on 2:21 AM

the funny thing about God is that you may only see him briefly

but he gives the impression that everything is going OK and is under control, and always will be.

and the rest of the time, no one's around.
Anonymous on 2:29 AM

in the past i often pictured my future, and it involved alot of drinking coffee with good friends and new ones (like you lexi) after having amassed some great reputation, far, far away from here.

i mention this of course because i find myslef up in the middle of the night like many before, wanting coffee, trapped in the past.

i mention this because, pathetic as it may be, i still long for the dreams of my past.

draw whatever conclusions you may.

remember how we started, cause since then, i'm a waste...