“that is a giant-ass bowl of fruit loops.”

by imakenoapologies

This is what greeted me the other morning as I went to fill the coffee pot with water. Phone in hand, I couldn't help myself but share this with the world.... I mean, seriously. WTF

Immediately, this was facebook worthy. I mean, come on. How does this happen??

My facebook poll:

‎1. Did C forget about it before it got soggy?
2. Was he running late and didn’t have time to eat approximately 5 lbs of Fruit Loops?
3. He realized maybe our bellies weren’t designed to handle approximately 5 lbs of Fruit Loops? OR
4. He just thought the sink would enjoy some breakfast? Now accepting your best guesses…

By far, the comments of the day weren’t even votes:
” That is a giant-ass bowl of fruit loops.”
“He had to go fight crime. Dig for (Viking-sized) tights and leotards.”

midway through the commenting…
C’s response: ” God damnit, B. It’s Apple Jacks. Yes, the body is designed to handle that amount (Apple Jacks, not Fruit Loops). And I thought the sink would want to partake, but it still sits there. And, btw, the tights are easy to stash. The Viking helmet? Not so much.”

And the commenting resumed:
“I eat my cereal in mixing bowls too. I’m with him on this one.”
“I’ve started to notice most his replies to B’s statuses/photos start out with ‘Goddamnit, B…'”
“Maybe you should know your role, B,  and clean it up because your husband works hard all day and has the right to come home to clean house. In a related story, I like my coffee the way I like my women: Hot, sweet and always in the kitchen where it should be.”

C’s response: “I guess I, as well, like my woman like I like my coffee: hot and…bitter.”

Well played, C. Well played.

XOXO,
B