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Jan. 19th, 2006 02:28 pmWho said she thought I could write about mustard and ketchup and she'd think it was hot.
Now, I ask you, who could resist that?
What A Pair
The two containers of condiments sat unobtrusively in their corner of the table, blandly waiting among the steak and hot sauces, booked between shakers of salt and pepper. Sat quietly and waited, ignoring the competition between the mayo and Miracle Whip. The mustard knew its blend of spices and ground seed was bold and that only the brave would choose its tangy flavoring. The ketchup was satisfied with the roundness of its sweet tomato taste that wasn't salty and knew it was chosen the most and took pride in that. Both stood silent, fetching in their clothing of plain, bright red and glaringly yellow bottles, hopeful and nearly quivering in anticipation as the pair of pretty boys sat down with their meal of burgers, fries and onion rings.
*giggles*
eta-Yeah I hate mustard!
Now, I ask you, who could resist that?
What A Pair
The two containers of condiments sat unobtrusively in their corner of the table, blandly waiting among the steak and hot sauces, booked between shakers of salt and pepper. Sat quietly and waited, ignoring the competition between the mayo and Miracle Whip. The mustard knew its blend of spices and ground seed was bold and that only the brave would choose its tangy flavoring. The ketchup was satisfied with the roundness of its sweet tomato taste that wasn't salty and knew it was chosen the most and took pride in that. Both stood silent, fetching in their clothing of plain, bright red and glaringly yellow bottles, hopeful and nearly quivering in anticipation as the pair of pretty boys sat down with their meal of burgers, fries and onion rings.
*giggles*
eta-Yeah I hate mustard!
