I made three serious decisions last night while flipping chili pepper cheese stuffed burgers on the stove.
One, I will never again cook anything involving fava beans as they look too much like larva.
Two, when I magically strike it rich. I'm going to show up at Teaesme's work, pick her up, and we're going to some remote island with the dogs.
Three, when I a) find a sugar daddy or b) a rich man with a bad heart, I am going to take Teaesme on week long road trips, once a year.
Now maybe you think that's some wishful thinking, but I think it all depends on the ma.
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