You know I have a funny story about Thousand Island dressing... The guy I was dating back in high school took me to a restaurant for dinner before a party. We had smoked a magic cigarette beforehand. My first time... Needless to say, the clouds were my friend.
I received my salad and the dressing. Now the only Thousand Island dressing I have ever seen was orange... This stuff was mauvey pink. And because my head was in another state, I busted out laughing and my focus was that weird dressing. All I could talk about all night was the pink Thousand Island dressing. He wanted to kill me. Which was fine because I wanted to choke him back. LOL I don't think I have ever touched the stuff since. And it's been officially, 20 years.
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