I'm cooking chicken enchiladas for dinner. After pronouncing that gross, he decided to prepare his own dinner.
I'll let you be the judge of whether a chopped medley of pepperonis and string cheese in a tortilla is less or more disgusting.
P.S. Yes. He's wearing pajama pants while preparing dinner. It was a busy Friday and Saturday and lazy Sundays are pretty difficult to come by around here. What can I say?
3 comments:
Looking good, Thomas. I like your style.
Enchiladas are gross at my house too. Dinner blows!
I guess as long as he'll eat it, it's not gross? Maybe it's the beginning of him preparing family meals!
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