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Tonight, I was eating some (flax seed soy tortilla chips) and the last of my (mrs. renfro's extra hot habenero) salsa.

Instead of getting a dish out and pouring the last of the salsa into it, I just kept trying to get my chip (and fingers) to the bottom of the jar while tilting it towards me.

Salsa knuckles = lazy.

I'll admit. I've gotten salsa knuckles many times in my life. Any shame is outweighed by the awesomeness of said chips and salsa.

Oh and happy (belated) birthday, btw.

thanks.

did you ever get some sleep? (referring to the 30 hours without sleep comment yesterday)

docellis wrote:thanks.

did you ever get some sleep? (referring to the 30 hours without sleep comment yesterday)

It ended up being 40 hours and I still wasn't tired. But I had to go to bed so I could be at least presentable for a job interview today.

cardsfansince82 wrote:

docellis wrote:thanks.

did you ever get some sleep? (referring to the 30 hours without sleep comment yesterday)

It ended up being 40 hours and I still wasn't tired. But I had to go to bed so I could be at least presentable for a job interview today.

you should quit it with the meth if you get that job

I'm guilty of this. It's usually a cheese dip though.

I usually just smash the glass bottle on the table as hard as I can and use the chips to scrape the salsa off wherever it may land.

Wait, doc had a birthday? How did I miss this?

G. Keenan wrote:Wait, doc had a birthday? How did I miss this?

you're no planet

Salsa knuckles sounds like a really disgusting sexual act.