"YOU'VE NEVER HAD OYSTER PO'BOY LIKE THIS" Oh it's Too-much-life Day. So lucky for you, you can be left alone with this salivating monstrosity without me breathing down your neck. Plus, you can't possibly need introduction to this? OK, well fine
"HAS IT BECOME OBVIOUS? I LIKE SHRIMPS" Can I rudely leave you alone with this crunchy
"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY TYPHOON SHELTER?" I. CAN'T. STAND. THIS. ANYMORE! What the hell's going on? Is
Argh! Family holidays (Yes, mom, what!?)
Let me cut to the chase with this one. Because along with what has officially come as the "holiday/party season", also came a bubbling frenzy of ideas that harasses my otherwise unambitious nature to just relax through it all. I mean really, really self-tormenting thoughts, such as the fixation on the idea of a Christmas goose (goose!
I thought I was going to forfeit the ticket to this year's Thanksgiving recipe frenzy. I thought, for some strange reason, that this year's Thanksgiving is sitting (impossibly
Behold, the months marked with the letter "R" are already upon us, and as you may have been once told in stories, that this is the time a particular