You are awoken in the middle of the night to feed your baby. You stubble into the nursery to change his diaper while you wait 10 minutes for your zombie hubs to make the bottle. Your baby is screaming at the top of his lungs, each cry is now forming a rhythm, a freight train of deafening tones, you attempt to settle but nothing is going to cure this beast. Alas the bottle arrives, the babe begins to eat...ah, silence. You sit on the bed, jittery from the last 10 minutes of adrenaline. Now that you are wide awake you turn on the TV to keep you company during this feast. Whats on? Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Oh wait whats this? Oh god, it's Diners Drive ins and Dives. Must change channel, must change channel. Too late, Guy's neon blond hair has sent tracker beams to my brain. I'm hooked, what are they making? NO! NO! It can't be, no please god make it stop - the deliciousness.
Now that the baby is back to sleep you put him in the crib. Back to bed. You now lay awake, tossing and turning, dreaming of the greasy delights. You tip toe down to the kitchen. Hoping, praying, needing there to be something, anything that will fill the void. You open the pantry. Rats! You open the fridge. Damn! Nothing, there is nothing.
Damn you Guy! Damn you Diners - Drive ins - and Dives! Damn you!
I love watching Triple D. I frequently watch it at night before I fall asleep. It is torture thought because some of that food looks sooo freaking good.
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lol, you have no idea how many late night-fat- filled-calorie-laden-drool-inducing meals have been cooked in my house thanks to this man! I know groan and throw items at the TV when I see it come across the screen. Then beg my husband to change the channel. Then beg him to turn it back on. For just one fix. One more little fix.
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