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24 thoughts on “The Narc Days of Christmas – No. 5”
My ex took a big rock and wrapped it with several pages of newspaper and put it in a box and wrapped it with Christmas paper and ribbon. So I open the box and peel all the newspaper off and there’s my rock. I ask him what the deal is and he says find the page that has what I might want and go pick one out for myself. He was so romantic. Explains why he is my ex.
Maybe he started playing rock paper scissors and got distracted part way through.
Old things? I never got anything, unless you count him working on Christmas so I didn’t have to put up with his moods! Lmao 😜
The narcs from my past are known for giving recycled gifts plus stuff they were probably stashing aside in their vehicles to give to the other ones on the side (I am referring to the females/males that were being pursued behind my back), crap from the dollar store/discount shops or nothing good. Nothing at all even. I was even given stuff and then had it taken away. Just because, you know, narc.
A bag of dental floss pics, a can of peanuts, and a beer pong game for both my husband and I, was enough to do me in from ever wanting to be a part of narc-sister’s Christmas ever again. She would also wrap up socks from her husband’s supply to put under the tree.
I love pasta but I hate fusilli.
And rotini. And number 5.
Love cappellini, linguini, tortellini, and gnocchi. Hate lasagna, rigatoni, and penne.
It´s not a food blog.
“It’s not a food blog”
Gotcha. Pasta all that and moving on.
(Boom tishing my way to the dungeon).
You’re out of your aliment, Donnie.
Would you consider gnocchi a pasta, though? I don’t. I prefer all the long pasta that I can roll around my fork; spaghetti are my favorite because they have the perfect thickness. I am not a fan of tagliatelle. I love European lasagna because it contains bechamel sauce, and the same goes for cannelloni. The one I’ve tried in America with ricotta is too dry. I am gonna stop because I know how much HG detests talking about food and recipes (not so much posting pics of it, though).
The pictures are relevant, discussing types of pasta is not. Pasta discussion now ends.
I like creepypasta. That’s not a food, and it has great stories.
Rigatoni are the lower lessers of pasta. There you go, my attempt to tie it up with the topic.
You can halt there.
How charming! 😀
Hahahaha!!! Good one! Still laughing….
What can I say? (laughing)
I luv pasta!!! I’d be happy with gifted pasta, but this pasta is probably old and stale; and of course, it’s dried not fresh. So, there’s that. LOL
Truffle mac and cheese for Christmas dinner. Yum!
White cheddar with that truffle, please…ooh…