Swear to god that I am like Wendy in Peter Pan, taking care of a bunch of big dumbass lost boys, except I'm always telling them, "I ain't your mama! I shouldn't have to tell you (fill in the blank.)" But who am I kidding? I love my boys. And I love to feed them.
So the other night it was Celebration Poker Night in my kitchen (the election was over
(
Read more... )
Comments 1
mags
Reply
Leave a comment