Thursday, February 28, 2008

OMG. Why'd He Have To Say Corn?!

I was sitting in my international business transactions class, innocently and unsuspectingly pretending to take notes on our discussion of the effects of NAFTA while really continuing an internal discussion with myself regarding the sexual orientation of the funny man in front of me with shiny nail polish (and do I see lip gloss?!?).

That's when a guy in the back pulled the trigger that sent me into crazy pregnant lady mode. The guy in the back (whom I USED to like) started talking about the export price of corn. OMG. WHY'D HE HAVE TO SAY CORN!?! My mouth started to water like crazy and visions of juicy corn cobs danced in my head. HMM CORN.

When someone followed up with a comment about Mexican corn growers, I started to fantasize about plump, sombrero wearing (stereotypical I know), sun-tanned men and women pulling juicy corn out of the ground.

I never needed a cold shower more in my entire life.

1 comment:

PT-LawMom said...

Sounds like you need a trip through the cornstalks. A little cornsilk against your skin. LOL! ;)