midMan, wonderful man that he is, has an addiction. It is such a sad and terrible thing to watch him slowly spiral down into the depths of total dispare. This addiction takes over his existence and changes him into a bear (a panda bear that is). He lives to fill this need, this want, this all encompassing addiction that he has. Praying that some how some way he will find relief. He spends each and every week looking forward to Friday night so that he can satisfy this addiction.
HE NEEDS HIS PANDA!!!
It's not just a little bit of Panda that is needed, oh no, not my man. He, my wonderful midMan, needs oodles and oodles and lots and lots and gobs and gobs of Panda. What he eats could feed a neighborhood block party. He doesn't just order the 2 entree plate. He needs to order a 5 entree plate. And please please the bigger the serving the bigger his smile. Ah yes and if he smiles real cute he might even get an egg roll or two.
He then will happily sit and consume the entire order in one sitting. Only then will the savage beast be good for one more week. And oh oh, you can bet, that during the whole next week he will be dreaming and drooling over what he knows is to come Friday. Not a date with midRae and not a game night with the kids, but PANDA, PANDA, PANDA.
PANDA.........MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!
Love to All,
midRae
Things to Remember.....................I remember as a child I lived in a very small town where we had not one fast food restaurant. We did have the Hong Kong Restaurant and the Diner but they were definitely not McDonalds. We barley even had a grocery store. Every two weeks my mom would travel to Cedar City, Ut to do her extra shopping. We waited the whole day just knowing that when she came home she would bring us a treat. The best treat would be a bucket of KFC chicken. I could not tell you what else she would bring home we just waited and waited for the KFC. It definitely was not the Hong Kong. It seemed so exotic. Children in small towns lead such a sheltered existence, so sheltered in fact that when mom brought home KFC it was like Christmas all over again.
P.S. We are not affiliated with Panda in any way shape or form. We just love their food.
midRae
Things to Remember.....................I remember as a child I lived in a very small town where we had not one fast food restaurant. We did have the Hong Kong Restaurant and the Diner but they were definitely not McDonalds. We barley even had a grocery store. Every two weeks my mom would travel to Cedar City, Ut to do her extra shopping. We waited the whole day just knowing that when she came home she would bring us a treat. The best treat would be a bucket of KFC chicken. I could not tell you what else she would bring home we just waited and waited for the KFC. It definitely was not the Hong Kong. It seemed so exotic. Children in small towns lead such a sheltered existence, so sheltered in fact that when mom brought home KFC it was like Christmas all over again.
P.S. We are not affiliated with Panda in any way shape or form. We just love their food.
This is too funny! Great post!
ReplyDeleteHAHAHHAHA!!! Sooooo funny. :) I like their orange chicken--I think that's what it is...and I love KFC. I have a mad craving for it now...thanks. :)
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