I was on the phone with Deborah tonight, lamenting how I’d like something stronger than water after my long day, but water would have to do. (Stupid stomach.) When I went to the freezer for some ice, I saw this:
Hmmm. That is broken.
But in a good way.
That’s all I’ve got. Happy Saturday.
Brad says
I just lost several minutes of my life searching for the plural of “Pac Man”, thank you very much. I didn’t find it.
Lloyd says
Silly Rabbit, there is no plural of Pac Man. Pac Man is singular. There is only one of him. You can several Pac Man Machines or even several pieces of ice that look like Pac Man, but there is only one Pac Man.
It is a sad and lonely life.
Peggy says
Mmmm….ice, lots of ice! I say build an igloo!
Oh, and my search reveals that the plural of Pac Man is Pac Man. Like deer, moose or sheep.
Peggy says
But who cares what they say…I say the plural of Pac Man is Pac Mie….a happy family of Pac Mie reside in Lauren’s freezer.
Deborah says
My, what big ice you have!
Curt says
“Oh what big ice you have.” “The better to cool your drink with”
Curt says
Crap, I thought I was the first to say that. Darn.