Dooooooo ittttttt.
You (and your booty) will not regret it.
Dude, I just got home.
That’s so much D’aaaawwwwwww, and also … that’s why we put up with them.
People give my skinny ass crap about buying rice crackers (the quintessential 80s diet food) until I explain that they are delivery vehicles for slabs of cold butter.
… used to be, spoonfuls of Nutella, but their recipe has changed years ago and it is NOT what it used to be.
Yes, I know why, no need to drag the whole “palm oil” thing around … oooh, now THERE’S a fun, distract-y topic!
Oh, lovely, you did not.
Bless your sweet lil’ heart.
No, or if you did, now I don’t remember!
Pics, next MMP?
“Mom will find out!!”
My pizza joint is closed for Easter.
I like to think some of the crew will be celebrating in less-than-Christian ways.
Me?
Imma roll over and go the 
back to sleep.
(Okay, eventually, when I finally emerge … yeah buddy we blazin’!)
Interesting idea.
We’ll see how Monks approves of such shenanigans.
“I know a guy … who knows a guy.”
- Every gangsta/mob/druggie movie EVAH
Okay, that’s enufffffffff imma try to sleep now. Luv all y’all.