Day four of noodle-induced food poisoning. Being brave and having an egg for breakfast. If anyone needs me, I’ll be laying down on this soft, soft keyboard.
*urp*
Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.
Day four of noodle-induced food poisoning. Being brave and having an egg for breakfast. If anyone needs me, I’ll be laying down on this soft, soft keyboard.
*urp*
Oooooh, you’re naming names!
Seriously though, what were you expecting of Chinese food made by pandas? They don’t have proper thumbs. Very unsanitary.
You were in Sharjah City Centre? I’d glare if you weren’t sick. Hugs, instead. Feel better soon.
LOL @ Owl’s comment!!
I am naming names, just so that other people, who may have better things to do than lay around looking toxic and green for four days, can make an educated decision about their meal choices. (As compared to a blissfully ignorant leap into noodle poisoning) :s
Also, where do you get off demeaning pandas? Did not one of them earn the Dragon Scroll and save our peaceful valley from the evil revenge of Tai-Lung? SHAKABOEEI!
Mona: I was doing mechanic-type things with my dad in the industrial area behind the city center, and the garage struck me as being slightly less than baby friendly. :p But call me if you can remember to, we need to catch up. 🙂