We Shall Eat CAKE: Ode To A Man

He's coming home, he's been gone since Tuesday. When he called me an hour ago I shouted "WHAT?!" in his ear, because people were throwing balls at my head and there was urine on the floor. I'm nice like that.So I'll make him a cake. His favorite, only kind. It's white Funfetti and at first … Continue reading We Shall Eat CAKE: Ode To A Man