Honey? Ha! I'm not your honey! I'm a casserole of sweet, hot, and voracious love.
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There's nothing quite like going to a diner for dinner. Usually it's because they're closed. And it ends the night in a cop chase. Ah... ♥
I want to like this place [RPNation]. But every time I look here and the selection I am offered, part of my soul goes for a cigarette break.
That last status sounded far more pretentious and pseudo-philosophical than it was supposed to be, which was zero. Oops.
This place... it's like a faint memory storming ever closer, crashing down like a tidal wave. Kind of like a hangover. Why did I come back?
Sometimes when I talk about pancakes, I accidentally say "pain cakes", which totally sends across the wrong message.
People say when you prepare cat, use a tenderizer. I prefer to beat them against a wall by their tail when they're alive! Keeps it fresh.
2.5 oz of espresso, 2.5 oz of steamed milk, 2.5 oz of frothed milk, and you get 7.5 oz of crappuccino. Get recipes from reputable sources!
Baked eggs in avocado. With a little salt and pepper, it's one of the greatest explosions of flavor you'll ever have in your mouth.
Burnt rice reminds me of little rat turds, which amps up the unappetizing factor by at least tenfold.
Clever picture. You can't see your face, yet you can see just enough to know your nice looking. *Claps.* Well done.
A specific form of masochism is required to enjoy certain foods.
Your wall virginity is mine.
A bandit, you say? Ooh, honey, that's just the tip of the iceberg.
Depriving you of the thing you love most. -
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