Best Joke Ever
So we’re laying around last night, trying to decide what to have for dinner. I’m leaning towards the Quidnunc Cafe, which serves excellent sandwiches and calzones here on the mountain. Here’s a transcript of the exchange between Betsy and I:
Me: “Come on…you know you want a yummy calzone. You can put anything you want in it, and they bake it all golden brown…”
Betsy: “Like Paris Hilton?”
There’s a reason I love the girl.