I'm coming to your house for dinner.
I'm coming to your house for dinner.
Your favourite dish sounds delicious. I lived in New Jersey for awhile and I long for a good cheesesteak to this day. Man, they're good.
Thank you.
That pulled pork breakfast sounds glorious. Want.
Street food is the best food.
Jeal. Ous.
I can't stop watching this...
You've won the war on my heart.
No, sadly, that won't help. I live in a small town on the prairie and Calgary is 45 minutes thataway to the west and I don't get to Edmonton much. (I think Edmonton is fabulous. That place on Whyte with the Po'Boys? Spectacular) My town has naught but Chinese food and steak. But thanks!
You're on fire today.
I have heard that. It makes me sad. I love God Food. DAMN YOU, ALBERTA CATTLE INDUSTRY. Keeping me from delicious pork.
You are winning this war, friend.
'Under the Gunn' slumber party! I will make mojitos and steak sandwiches.
No, there is a special Hell for people who talk in the theatre and take advantage of a young girl traded as payment for ridding a village of bad guys. Good bible.
So, worth it, then?
SPOILER.
I want to hate you, but that gif is just so glorious I can't. DAMN YOU.
I will watch the shit out of that. No lie.
Oh, my God. A night out drinking with Andre, Cary Elwes and Mandy Patinkin sounds like all my birthdays and Halloweens arrived at once.
Thank-you!