Diary of a SubUrban Housewife

I Couldn't Quite Get My Mouth Around This

I had some friends over last night for a little dinner/card party. These are friends I've had for many, many years. Hilarity and a fair amount of drunken debauchery were involved. Suffice it to say that though I wasn't hung over this morning, I did wake feeling like I'd been rode hard and put up wet. Perhaps the tequila taste testing had something to do with that, but we can't be too sure.

Like I said, these are long time friends, and I love them dearly.

I made my famous meatloaf for dinner, because I mean really, who doesn't love meatloaf? My friend Les volunteered to provide dessert. My other friend Kelli brought a backup dessert because she suspected that Les' dessert involved coconut and she knows I can't stand coconut.

Well....Les' dessert did not involve coconut. No. Coconut would have been a vast improvement over what Les brought. You see, apparently Les is having a Halloween party at his office on Friday and decided we were all to be victims of the trial run of his dessert, kitty litter cake.

And for those of you too lazy (or maybe smart) to go check out that link, here's a picture of what it looks like. And yes, he served his in a litter pan too:

Those brown "deposits" are in fact melted tootsie rolls. The appearance was so lifelike it was mind-boggling.

When he unveiled his creation there was much shuddering. As owners of many many kitties I have a thorough knowledge of what a cat box looks like, and I'm here to tell you, he hit the nail on the head. And yes, I knew it was food. I knew what the ingredients were. But I also knew there was no way on this earth that was going anywhere near my mouth.

Thank goodness for that backup dessert.

Posted by beth at October 24, 2004 05:34 PM