Obviously I couldnt finish it so i asked to 'tapau' the mud pie.
You should have seen the servers face. Hahahaha . . . He told me it wasnt possible.
Its a good thing the manager dude there can recognise us, this is what he packed for me:
A piece half eaten piece of mudpie wrapped in foil and surrounded by ice.
When i got home i couldnt get the mudpie out of the ice, the damn thing froze solid.
On another note, its already the 12th of June! Crap! 10 more days till I have to pack up and leave. The holidays passed too fast. . . Im not ready to start work, I'm starting to doubt myself cos when people think of (Lisa + Oil field) they find it hard to swallow. Like i cant do it.
Yes, i KNOW i act like a complete piece of fluff every now and then but still . . . we fluffy cretins have little fluffly egos too . .
What have i gotten myself into now?!
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