Those dishes all sound delicious, but how about a nice glass of water and some Ritz crackers? Unsalted, natch'.
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Those dishes all sound delicious, but how about a nice glass of water and some Ritz crackers? Unsalted, natch'.
You are dabbling with powers beyond your comprehension, madam! One day the elves will call on you to repay this debt, and the fruit and fat of the land will be a mere appetizer to them, and they will brave your cold iron undaunted. As your perfect milky flesh cleaves to their infernal crackeries you will wish you had heeded this warning!
And also, those look awfully salty. Yucky!
I eat my Chick-fil-a everything straight. No sauce or condiment needed. I can handle McNuggets naked as well but I prefer honey and BBQ sauce.
Mcnuggets are garbage. Wendy's Spicy-Nugs all the way. Fries with their amazing frosty-sauce.
You are very precariously walking the line bordering completely fucking batshit. Please don't, Dex. Don't.
I heart you.
They ARE. om nom nom. What, does no one else here crave salt?? Crazy.
I have two frowns this morning: first, I woke up and my left lower eyelid was swollen. I have no idea why. It doesn't hurt. Second, I stupidly decided to listen to a certain CD on my way to work that holds some emotional significance to me (which I'd thought I'd moved past, clearly not) and it made me feel ill as fuck.
I do that too. There are certain songs... some that make me sniffle, others that leave me shaky with rage. I just can't listen to them because of their associations. I won't even try anymore. Luckily, most of them are obscure so I won't be hearing them on the radio.
Frown: I'm awake right now instead of continuing to sleep off last night. And I'm still a little bit drunk. Damnit.