What do you call a fake noodle?
An Impasta!
*Ba Dum Tiss*
My family left me because of my obsession with pasta. I’m feeling CANNELLONI right now.
I guess you could say my obsession with pasta started when I was a kid. I was watching a SPAGHETTI Western and eating mac and cheese and I said to myself, “This is PASTA-TIVELY GREAT!”
As I got older I tried other foods but nothing compared. Eggs weren’t as EGGS-CELLENT, so that was a no go.
Berries just weren’t so BERRY special, like my pasta.
Let’s TACO ‘BOUT how tacos just weren’t for me.
Bacon…was only BACON my heart. And I just didn’t want a PIZZA pizza.
That left me with my one true love. Pasta. And I may not have a family or friends any more but I have NOODS.
