while in line deciding what to get
me "What size are you getting? I think I'll go with a small."
him "I think I'm going to get the big Kahuna!!"
me "Oh, sweet pea, I don't think you need a snow cone that big. It sounds intense."
him "Babe c'mon. I'm a man."
me "..." (I made the concerned face. If you know me in real life, picture it now. If you don't...sorry!)
me: giggling
him: "I feel like this was a bad choice."
p.s. please don't mind the fact that all these pictures are taken with a phone and have terrible quality.
p.s.s. also please don't click on that picture to make it bigger. you will see the sickness that is my husband's goatee, then you'll dry heave. love him! not his facial hair. I think he keeps it around to make me angry.
p.s.s. also please don't click on that picture to make it bigger. you will see the sickness that is my husband's goatee, then you'll dry heave. love him! not his facial hair. I think he keeps it around to make me angry.
Oh my, that's gigantic! That's my type of snow cone! Okay, not really. I just say that to make myself feel tough, but really, I never get bigger than the medium and even that's rare.
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If they really are like the ones in Hawaii I must try one. I have driven by that place a million times and have wanted to stop but never have. I will have to try it. Are they open in the middle of winter because I like my sno cones accompanied with frost bite.
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