Late? What's late? I'm retired and have nothing to get up for, so my clock is a little different to working folk. I go to bed when I'm sleepy and get up when I ain't.
My tummy's swollen and giving me hell so I'm probably going to be uhalf the blasted night.
I thought Tai was quite interesting tonight, George, felt sorry for her son.
Beaver Street Brewery in Flagstaff has a dessert called 'chocolate bread pudding'. It sounds ghastly and looks like a cowpat, but mmmmm. Decadence. Thick, gooey homemade chocolate sauce poured on top.
*sends some to Ralph in his candlelit lounge to try*
You know very well I was referring to the second sentence. You obviously wish to say you thought my reply to her was uncalled for. Have you read HERS?
This clean slate isn't 24hrs old yet and it's already got some dirty marks on it.
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