anybody here ever do this shit? kinda partyin'
Way partyin'!
Kind of like two steps beyond a Fondue pot meets a communal George Foreman Grill™.
This is how I will eat all of meals from here on out. They think I'm weird at work already. They ain't seen nothing yet.
I so wanna plug in one of these fuckers in my cube. won't even clear desk space, just plop it on top of one or two of the current piles of forms that ain't gettin' processed ANY time soon and start cookin' away
Here is your melted square of cheese, my neck bandanna'd son.
at first I was like, "the fuck's a neck banana?"