Come hither. Sit.
Two unexpected yet irrevocably significant things happened to me a few days ago, and I feel it’s only right to tell you. It all happened so fast and at the time I wasn’t even sure of what was actually occurring. I’m still trying to process it all and come to an answer, a solution, ANYTHING to help me figure out how these things unfold and affect the soul, the psyche, the stomach.
Look, I understand. Take a minute if you need to. Go for a walk, do some yoga, refill your kumabibbabacha tea or whatever it’s called.
But see, I need your strength. Will you help me unravel the mystery? It’s just too much for me to bear alone, OH!
If you can, if you will, if you please, here. Take my hand and click these links. It’s one step closer to cosmic comestible connection. How can you refuse?
Pasta Fresca with Peas, Prosciutto and Mint and it almost HURTS to remember.
Mini Tex-Mex Chicken and Cheese Pies and my fingers TREMBLE with unrivaled joy.
I probably need to stop watching so many dramas on the TVs.
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