Effectively, I’m not likely tattling, It’s simply that when the cafetteria at Teddy’s home affords all these unimaginable dishes, mama all the time will get the rooster salad sandwich, boring me with sameness, which conjures up me to name it “sandwish”, which then impressed mama to name herself a “sandwitch”, which is now attending to level of boring me to tears….jeez, Louise.
Wordplay is simply too tantalizing. Perhaps Tantalizing Tuesday would have been higher…hmm.
Hey, it’s true, thought, that rooster salad rocks, proper? We kitties are completely proud of it, time and again.
Aside from perhaps a grouper with fries once in a while.
As is clear, a topic for at the moment’s weblog eluded me….
Pleased Tuesday, nearly Wednesday, after I don’t must assume up ANYTHING, haha.
Ciao, for now. Or relatively, meow for now.