Our wishbone molded. It looked almost blue. Derrick made me throw it out.
Has anyone ever heard of this happening before? I don’t remember it ever happening to any of the ones we had growing up.
I am a poet, Pushcart Prize nominee, and 2011 graduate of Georgia College & State University’s MFA program. I am looking for a teaching position where I can help foster students’ creativity and critical thinking skills.
I love scary movies and watch them while I grade. I own more movies than books. I’ve written a screenplay, but I still need to finish my campus novel. Give me a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit, and I am yours. I host Friday the 13th parties, play board games, and create pom-pom critters (along with the occasional sock monkey).
I guess you should have chewed ALL of the meat off of the bone; I better check the one I have on top of the fridge!?!
Hopefully better luck around Christmas! Otherwise we’ll wait till next year!
This thing was pretty pretty gross!