My association is similar, yet completely different. Instant pudding powder = pistachio flavoured (which I haven't been able to stand since this incident), shaken in a ziploc bag, which little Mimble didn't know should be held zip side up, on an RV lawn calling itself a camp site about a mile from Disneyland in the heart of L.A.
That's right, we CAMPED all the way to Disneyland. And I got pistachio pudding on my sweatshirt, a sensation I will never forget.
Like that, but different.
Date: 2003-11-25 07:26 am (UTC)That's right, we CAMPED all the way to Disneyland. And I got pistachio pudding on my sweatshirt, a sensation I will never forget.