Brains: it’s what’s for dinner.
And speaking of, who thought a grinning peanut grinding his own brain out onto a platter was…a great idea for a product? I envision a young Hannibal Lecter having a lovely time with this. Don’t get me wrong. I’d like one.
For the one time every few years that I need to physically remove a staple:
What actually happens when you have a toothache. Next time you are bothered, understand that it is just the worms, demons and ghosts acting up beneath your enamel.
Mid-century America presents NARCISSISM: THE DRESS.
I don’t. But I’ve heard the stories.
Ohhhhhh…so that’s how you get a man. You glue him down! I’ve been doing it wrong.
A real book; I kid you not:
When a man is asked what is perfectly irresistible I highly doubt “wool mantilla” is the first item that comes to mind (click picture to enlarge).
The quote that made my week (thanks, Casey):
Cannot type/talk due to severe illness (all words courtesy of voice software or kind typing helpers)…I read and appreciate all comments…Apologies for not being able to respond.
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