Monday, June 9, 2008



For more than a year now, I've been warning people about the risks associated with the Apple Fritters at Starbucks:  They're Enormous;  They're Evil;  They look like Steaming Piles of Excrement.  That's why it came as such a shock last night to learn that my parents took my nine-month-old nephew, Jackson, to a Starbucks in Massachusetts and ordered the Poor, Defenseless Tyke an Apple Fritter.  "Dad and I are babysitting for Jackson for a few days," said my Mom, "He was getting fussy in the car so we stopped at a Starbucks to give him a little break.  We couldn't resist the Apple Fritter ...!"  Rumor has it Jackson took one or two bites of the Pachyderm Pastry and promptly vomited all over the place.  I just have one question:  Was this photo taken "Before" or "After" ...?!?


bvaneps834 said...

hmmmmmmmm--lt looks good to me-what a cute baby!!!

pchilcoat1 said...

I believe your nephew even at his early age recognize's a product dedicated to the hardening of the arteries LOL

As Always


deshelestraci said...

Oh me!  He looks very concerned!  LOL

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