This is what Strudels do when they have mostly recovered from the flu: A paean to the apple.
This is what Strudels do when they’re not screaming or throwing shit at your head, anyhow.
SOOO, it started snowing, which in Seattle means OMFGBBQ Apocalypse. So my babydaddy is stuck on that devil-device the 520, and will be for hours. His bus is broken and someone gave him a ride. I texted him and said, “Are they nice?” and he hasn’t replied, so maybe they’ve scooped out his innards and are using him like a little bitch Tonton right now.
I’d rather have him home than go out to dinner. Yurgh. I’ve got a pot pie in the oven, a glass of Knob Creek in front of me, a naked feral dwarf running around, and Bush is saying something dumb on the radio, which I am too lazy to snap off.
Be nice to my babydaddy, universe. He’s still got to change the porchlight.
My baby daddy needs to change a porch light too and next time I’m in Seattle I want some of yer cookies.
So the “Guh! Guh!” baby noise I love so much will continue past 9 months? Excellent!
Hope Companion makes it home in one piece, SOON!
I want to eat Strudel right. Up.
“naked feral dwarf” LMAO! You’re funny!
What Tirzah said – LOL!
Man, once the Washington State Apple Board sees that video, none of you will ever have to work again. That thing would sell apples by the… erm… bushel.