This morning Critter asked for Waff-Waffs (waffles) with peanut butter for breakfast. I got the peanut butter out of the pantry and a plate from the cabinet.
I then went over to the pantry and searched in vain for waffles. I pulled out peanut butter, pop tarts, chips, 15 pounds of hidden candy, canned goods, and a bottle of vinegar.
"Ugh!" I screeched after about 5 minutes of fruitless searching. "Where are the damn waff waffs?!?"
From behind me a little voice piped up "Damn waff waffs in refrigerator, Mama."
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