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Damn, Kym’s comment led me to believe it was a Waffle House commercial. But only rookies get excited about waffles at Waffle House.
Still, all this thinking about it may force me to swing by later today for a chicken melt plate with hashbrowns scattered, smothered, covered, and diced.
I knew before I clicked “play” that I would regret it.
Okay, guess I’m going to waffle house for lunch.
**shakes fist**
Damn you, Otis, I’m now cursed with spending the rest of the day singing this song like I’m a goddamn Teletubby 🙂
Oh noooo…
Damn, Kym’s comment led me to believe it was a Waffle House commercial. But only rookies get excited about waffles at Waffle House.
Still, all this thinking about it may force me to swing by later today for a chicken melt plate with hashbrowns scattered, smothered, covered, and diced.
[Homer voice]
Mmmm … dice … gambly-goodness!
[/Homer voice]
You are a cruel, cruel man.
well played, sir.
Cute
Do you love Waffles?
I warned you!
Thanks. The whole house is now singing different variations of the waffles song including “Do you like poo poo”.
nope. nothing.
now if it’d been Peanut Butter Jelly Time, we’d be talking viral earworm alert.