so...you say that when i get kicked out of my restaurant seat by a mob of hungry businessmen, that i should - cut them up into little slices - push them into a little pulp - pour business-man-juice into pitcher and add sugar - stir, add ice cubes, and serve
i really hope brian doesn't ask me "what i did in school today"
its just really not the question one asks a girl who is a. an animal science major b. taking a dairy science (read milk cows) class and lab c. had a bad day collecting "samples" and especially d. all the above
sometimes being thoughtful just leads to things you never wanted to