Mister Man stole my leftover chicken tikka.
I am never speaking to him again.
*sniffle*
Goodbye Chicken Tikka. It was a tasty honor knowing you. Before you were stolen by unprincipled BoyFriend types whose names I shan’t mention but sound just like Mister Man.
/grumble
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Twister Dan ate your chicken ? How rude 😉
It was, indeed.
I am still quite “hmph” about it all.
Although, I did get the leftover raita, daal, and mutter paneer. So all was not lost.
*laugh* Sorry, but those names make me think of bad Star Wars characters. “Raita the Jedi, Daal the smuggler and Mutter Paneer the Jawa who talks to himself a lot walk into the cantina…”
Sounds like the Communist government has moved into your fridge and is appraising the takeout boxes. >.>
Dis looks tasty poisonous, comrade. Vee vill take it from home to save you.