Magic Jewball

all signs point to no


The true meaning of Hot Stove

Filed under : Baseball,Food
On December 5, 2008
At 3:30 pm
Comments : 8

You may wonder, after months without baking, where I am currently getting my cookie supply. Because a life without cookies is just not worth living. I mean, 95% of the reason I paid assorted Brooklyn craftsmen my life savings was so that I’d have a better space in which to make cookies.

The other day, I volunteered to my good friend IrishCardinal that I had deigned to purchase Little Debbie gingerbread people. I think this thought scandalized her and she promptly sent me a box of homemade (in North Carolina, I might add), gingerbread people. I say people, because these were clearly of two genders.

Here, as you can see are A-Rod (he’s the one with the pink lips) and his current squeeze. It’s not Madonna, though. It’s Little Debbie.

Irish says, “His build is more like Sidney Ponson’s, but that’s what hanging out with Little Debbie will get you.”

Ha! But if you are confused, the reason he’s now with Madonna is because soon after this picture was taken, I ate Little Debbie. As you’d expect, she was delicious.

Not only is this the only Madonna song I can stand, I actually love it. Sue me.

Madonna – Like A Prayer