So we went to a local ice cream shop and he ordered a mint chocolate shake with extra chocolate chips.
It was approximately the size of my rear end which is, sadly, considerable.
I don't know how he's not puking, I really don't. Not that it wasn't tasty...I'm sure it was. But good Lord. That's a lot of sugar.
It was his birthday, though. I guess turning thirty-three deserves a milkshake.
And, you know, Type 2 diabetes.
8 comments:
Jason - Hope you had a Minty Happy Birthday !
So does that mean Jason's milkshake brings Chick to the yard?
Oh wait... that didn't sound right at ALL. (embarrassed face.) Blame it on the benadryl. I was trying to be clever and funny. Epic fail.
As punishment I now have the song stuck in my head.
Happy birthday, Jason!
I was going to make a milkshake/yard question but Gerb beat me to it. Dang it! That milkshake does look goooood but yeah with the sugar. We were going to get milkshakes from Chik-Fil-A yesterday (which I am just realizing would not have worked out anyway since it was Sunday) until Kayla (the kid) informed us that they have 1,000 calories each. Talk about a buzz kill.
well, happy belated birthday to Jason!!
dang, that's a big shake - just like Chick-fil-A's - Dawn is right - they are HUGE!
Your man is NOT going to get DM2...God wouldn't do that to y'all. He likes you because y'all are all churchy and stuff. (and fabulous...all 4 of you).
Happy (belated) Birthday to Jason! Every good man needs a good milkshake every once in a while.....right?
And mint. GOOD CHOICE!
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