I do not blame you.
I do not blame you.
Remarkably
Then how am I supposed to make my signature sauce?
I’m more worried about poosh
All I can picture now are genitals surrounded by flower crowns
I just finished it. It’s horrifying but there’s humor in it too. It will punch you but not, I think, wreck your soul. It’s not fluff but it’s not The Handmaiden’s tale, either.
Don’s going to have to get in line behind Matt Gaetz. He’s not sure if there’s a place for him in Washington post Trump but I get the distinct impression he’d stay just to gaze across the aisle from her and make creepy comments about swiping right for some Bipartisan Action.
ALL. DAMN. DAY.
COTD
I don’t. But dm me on twitter so I can say “hi”
Since I didn’t say it earlier, I miss you!
I miss you, btw!
I’m good.
Hi Jujy!
HI!!! Been hiding in plain sight (Twitter)
I’m good (as can be, lol) How are you?!?
I popped in just in time to say “Goodbye”
Hope you’re having a great holiday season. I hope the upcoming year brings you much joy, comfort and good health. You’re never far from my thoughts.
Thank you
*hangs head in shame*