The View From Kalamazoo

So for lunch yesterday, Bri. treated The Daughter and I (it’s spring break for the kiddies here) to the gourmet offerings of Chez Taco Bell. If you haven’t been, recently, their sauce packets come with messages printed on the outside of the package. Things like “Hello.” and “Pick me! Pick me!” Amusing, I suppose…midly, but a bit more interesting than what had actaully been ordered for lunch, at least.

I come upon a packet, in the small handful I grabed, a packet with a message that I just had to share with you, gentle readers.

“Nice palm. I read a great deal of pleasure in your future.”

It looks like I palmed my own saucy fortune cookie! (cue drum set)

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There are just too many places I can go with this message, and most of them too blue for prime time.