These UK cookbooks make me think I’d rather like Leon restaurants.
If you thought I could resist buying something called Pickled Pattypan Squash, then you don’t know me very well.
Kiwa native Andean potato chips
Sleepytime for Vixen the Limbless Cat
This should be good for a nice buzz.
For some inexplicable reason, I can only grow facial hair from the left to the right.
"Weepy rashes" is code for "oozing pus".
Now you too can smell like Kenny Loggins.
Tastes like chicken.
Guac this way.
Nice parking, petrol patriot.
Last night while snacking on pickled garlic and Gedney Baby Zingers, I wondered why I was still single.