Dear Rachael Ray
Who the hell are you? I'm guessing somebody Martha Stewart-ish, but I don't know. I hear about you all the time but I'm not sure what it is you do. Are you a celebrity chef? A thrifty saver-lady? America's Best Housewife?
But more to the point, what the fuck are you doing on my box of Triscuits? Did you invent the recipe? Did you bake them? I doubt it. Why do I have to look at you when I'm enjoying an otherwise delicious snack?
I don't know why you're here in the first place, but please, please go away.
Sincerely,
Camper
But more to the point, what the fuck are you doing on my box of Triscuits? Did you invent the recipe? Did you bake them? I doubt it. Why do I have to look at you when I'm enjoying an otherwise delicious snack?
I don't know why you're here in the first place, but please, please go away.
Sincerely,
Camper
2 Comments:
At 4:28 PM, The Angry Young Man said…
Rachael Ray is the white trash Mothra Stewart. Look, here's one of her recipes -
http://www.rachaelraymag.com/recipe/19496/
At 11:20 AM, camper said…
LOL! 5-minute fudge wreath. She's growing on me now.
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