Is not the wine. It’s the fact I convince myself eating whatever I want is ok.
And then the next day I’m like. Where did that full block of cheese go?
Is not the wine. It’s the fact I convince myself eating whatever I want is ok.
And then the next day I’m like. Where did that full block of cheese go?
I’ve decided to pop plenty of ice in whiskey sour.
I’ve decided to pop plenty of ice in whiskey sour.
Here I am sat eating my “posh” Jaffa cakes and I don’t feel posh at all.
Here I am sat eating my “posh” Jaffa cakes and I don’t feel posh at all.