So I go to take a bite and something in my brain insists, "That's not right."
I look again.
There's the bolt of a screw in my slice of pizza.
So much for that lunch plan.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
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About Me
- Kerry
- I'm a wife, a mother to an eighteen year old on the ASD spectrum, and I have ME/CFS. I would like to be a busy and obsessed reader, crocheter and cross stitcher, but my health gets in the way, so I try to do a little bit of each when I can and not get too frustrated. (Icon by redscharlach on Livejournal.)
3 comments:
Oh my goodness! How does that even happen.
Yuck! So sorry your lunch was ruined! I shudder to think how that kind of thing happens...Hope you got your appetite back---mine would have disappeared for a while---
*smiles*
Kim
Ewwww! I guess you won't be buying that brand again - if you can bring yourself to ever eat frozen pizza again!!! I don't know that I could :)
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