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I wonder WHY women of every age and generation think it's okay to foist banana bread upon me.
I wonder if they don't realize that I realize that "I made two loaves and decided to bring you some!" is really code for "Here are my leftover rotten bananas."
I wonder if I'll ever be blessed with thoughtfulness and stop begrudging those who ARE thoughtful.
Nah.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid. Jack: Tastes pretty good to me.
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