I have no ibuprofen. How can I have no ibuprofen? mumble grumble... ah, bugrit.
at least now I know why I really, really wanted the whole bag of those mesquite potato chips yesterday. And why today I am fighting the urge to look at my home and think: this is my domain. The rest of you lot, you are here upon sufferance.
Tread lightly, ye mortals, for today the Mama does not.
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ooh, a steak. And a glass of wine - hey, Lois, c'mon over! I'm cooking carnivore. Okay, so I no longer have the excuse, but you set a good menu...I'm in.
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