Mister and I were thinking of dinner tonight after we both had long days. Neither of us is going to cook. My redneck heart attack Mister has discovered the devil on a submarine bun. You will need to go to confession after one of these – or 2 or 3 as Misters case is. And I don’t even believe in confession.
Long day but let me say this about that. I love this community and we are truly blessed.
Confidential to my bud Ricky: I will out your mother on my blog for using the R word inappropriately and thank you for telling on her. Next time I will use her name and you can help me write it. 🙂
Ricky is a narc.