Well, Maybe Just a Taste
Susanna, on a diet, said no to the goodies at the party until the chocolate truffles came out, then relented, “Well, maybe just a taste . . .”
The Hot Girls
Though she was a straight A student, class president, and considered “cute,” Georgia knew she would never never be one of the “Hot Girls” . . .
Frog Legs
Since the oil spill, the seafood on the Gulf Coast had been getting scarce, but the frog leg supply seemed to be holding up . . .
Troubling Prospects
As election day drew near, the girls were in a quandary: They wanted to vote Green:, but the “Green” folks said cow flatulence was causing global warming, and they should turn themselves in to McDonald’s for the good of the planet . . .
Pundit Wannabe
Gwen (top) had read on the Fox News site that some guy had gone from being a food critic to a pundit. Why criticize food (she ate anything)? And how do you become a pundit?
A Winecup By Any Other Name
Sylvia (pictured) was by genus a winecup but she thought her deep red wine color misleading; she was really a Pinot Grigio or Sauvignon Blanc kind of girl.