This is the cake version of Gemini. I’m about as Gemini as one can be (according to Linda Goodman). I’m a two-faced bitch!*

I love cheese. Savory > sweet for me. The only frosting I like is cream cheese, but it has to be more cream cheesier than sugary. Otherwise, blech.

Are you the one that makes a lemon cake with lavender-something-something frosting? I can’t remember exactly what you wrote, but that sounds scrumptious!

It’s all hellfire and rhinestones.

You need thicker skin and a sense of humor. Or maybe just push your bed against the wall.

You want fries with that?

Don’t tread on me, bro.

The call is coming from inside the house.

I just woke up and haven’t even peed yet, so I’m not firing on all cylinders, but I read that as “practitude your attitude”.

“Polite society” is an oxymoron; as is “military intelligence”.

What is it with Waffle House? Did the USPS change its name?

When I was a kid (born 1970), we got generic everything and the packaging never let you forget as it was literally generic black and white with just the name if the item.

Twice I read that as “back when Kathy Griffin was still underwear shopping”. Tired.

Grits with salt and lots of butter and Natchitoches meat pies.

Fun Dip? I liked the stick without the dip. It had such a pleasant, neutral flavor (which I suppose was the point!).

And only black people smoke Kools.

TANG FTW

I’ve lived on the west coast off my entire life. My husband is born and raised NYC. He says “pop”; I say “soda”.

That’s so awesome my I eyes glazed over. I’m so jelly! All we ever do is turkey. Very old fashioned.

Me too!