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As the old saying goes- the way at a man is through his stomach- funny but I never see any romantic stories where the woman is burrowing through intestines or anything- but that's just me. Lately I've been a melancholy hampire, losing friends like I lose my nailgun (which is never but imagine it was your keys ok?) So I thought- hey.. MAYBE if I make kick a** food they will come back to me as friends... rightt??

So I made some twice cooked pork and mushrooms, homemade alfredo sauce and egg noodles....

I got sick because I'm lactose intolerant but my missing friends did not appear. It was then that someone on the interwebs told me... I have to invite them over in order for them to eat the food. /Facepalm. I thought if I made the food good enough, they would just come out of hunger and love for pork. Well.. poop.

So

I tried again.

I sent emails to them inviting them for homemade peanut butter cookies, homemade perogies and green beans. Apparently people need more than 2 hours notice if the drive is over 6 hours. >.>

So I made a lot of food, and although it didn't win the hearts or stomaches of the missing friends.. I still got to impress some random tweens.

This is Fifi Las Vegas, signing out and reminding you to spay and neuter your pets- we don't need anymore Biebers or Gagas running about.