The fever will break soon, but that might mean I miss flip-flops like a dis of DC restaurants one day and a shout-out for DC restaurants the next. By the same writer. Someone should invent an exercise machine for thighs straddling two worlds. Call it the ButtBoy.
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Gag me with trans fats
And okay, I’m awful. Why do the people ordained to hector us about eating better always have such weird vices themselves? I thought surimi was bad. But Diet Pepsi? A real revolutionary would get that crap off the nation’s table yesterday.