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I Said Everything

I would argue that the perfect banana split has so many toppings that you don’t get any ice cream in the first bite. The problem I have with banana splits is, OMG who the hell needs 3 scoops of ice cream, a banana, and a mountain of toppings?! That’s just way too much sugar for one person. Enter Jeff, who was always there to share my banana split with me to keep me from killing myself of diabetic shock. Jeff either agrees with me on the topping thing or didn’t feel like arguing.

Turns out most people don’t agree with my topping theory.

So we turned it into a social experiment. We called it The How People at Baskin Robbins React When Told “I want a banana split with everything on it” Project.

Turns out that 34/35 will proceed to list off the 4billion toppings and wait for us to nod at every.single.one. of them.

25 of those 34 will ask at the end “Everything then? Why didn’t you just say so?”, which results in a *facepalm* from me and Jeff.

15 of the same 34 will raise an eyebrow when handing over the concoction

The 1/35 that doesn’t ask will then proceed to only put chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and a cherry on the banana split.

All 35 times, we ended the conversation with “Banana Split with everything, thx”.

On a similar note, I was just at a Baskin Robbins the other day and asked for a single scoop sundae with half a banana and “everything on it”… and dude was part of the 34 of 35 that lists off all 4billion toppings and waits for me to nod at every.single.one of them. However, he was not one of the 25 that asks why I didn’t say so in the first place. He did raise an eyebrow though. Alas, I didn’t have my Jeffreybean there to share it with though, which is why I downsized from banana split to single scoop sundae. It was still way too much sugar.

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I Didn’t Ask for a Wakeup Call

So this morning at like.. 1:30 (of course, just as I’m actually getting close to good-sleep), my cell phone rings. I sleep with my phone by my head because it’s my alarm clock. So it scared the living jebus out of me cause it was LOUD. Pick it up… no answer. Grr. *hangs up* *phone immediately rings again* wtf “HELLO??” *no answer* *annoyed* *phone rings AGAIN* *Jeff picks up* “Hello?…. (silence) Oh!” And Jeff totally starts spouting off the most RANDOM stuff ever (never getting an audible response)

… whoever was on the other line finally hung up when he started talking about how Jell-O was ground-up cow bone that was liquefied then re-solidified and the phone didn’t ring again and all was well in the Land of Katie aside from the fact that I got no sleep.

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