Husband cooked Taiwan's national dish (again... one of the few things he doesn't fuck up): my review in a moment. First, a word from our sponsor:
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My husband's beef noodle: what can I say?
It was delicious. It was so delicious that I could move to Hoxton, and sell gallons of the shit off a wheelbarrow.
Later, I will be reviewing blueberry muffins. Not because I like them, but because I have 4 in the fridge, and I am going to eat them.
(Gerontophile: bringing you reviews of shit, that your grandparents normally would, if they were alive.)
HELP!
Thank you.
My husband's beef noodle: what can I say?
It was delicious. It was so delicious that I could move to Hoxton, and sell gallons of the shit off a wheelbarrow.
Later, I will be reviewing blueberry muffins. Not because I like them, but because I have 4 in the fridge, and I am going to eat them.
(Gerontophile: bringing you reviews of shit, that your grandparents normally would, if they were alive.)
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