I brought a box of brandy chocolates to my parents' Christmas party. My dad patted me on the back and said, "Brandy? You're a fine girl."
This is also known as... Avocado's Number.
...she eats around two or three people a day. Im going to have to look for a new Trader Joe's in my area.
She was talking about having guacamole for the super bowl and we were talking about going to trader joe's.
Me: Trader Joe's has some pretty good guac that we could pick up.
Her: No way, I make my own. I'm in search of perfection.
Me: So you not only talk the talk, you also guac the guac?
So my fiancée and I were at Trader Joe’s, and there was a window you could see through into their liquor store. I turned to her while we were in line to check out and said:
Me: “I’m pretty sure that store is haunted.” Fiancée: “What makes you say that?” M: “Their sign says they have Spirits.“
She let out the biggest groan of disgust while I teared up.
My XL-wearing half-black friend and I were in Trader Joe's when I started being excited about this huge pound block of chocolate.
When I asked him why he wasn't excited, he replied, "I guess I'm just not a big chocolate guy."
I laughed for about an hour at his complete genius.
Prof "When you step into a Trader Joe's how do you know it's not a Frys?" Stu: "the atmosphere" Prof: "and if they opened a trader Joe's on the moon they wouldn't have that atmosphere"
