Shit. I made donuts.
November 27, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Shit. I made donuts.
Getting gourdy all up in the motherfucking house.
November 24, 2025 at 5:51 AM
Getting gourdy all up in the motherfucking house.
I don't actually have a she-shed, or any type of shed really.
November 22, 2025 at 5:30 PM
I don't actually have a she-shed, or any type of shed really.
What about private peninsula dudes? Are they okay?
November 16, 2025 at 5:51 PM
What about private peninsula dudes? Are they okay?
Wait. Dogs are the best kind of famous.
November 9, 2025 at 2:25 AM
Wait. Dogs are the best kind of famous.
The sharps and tools can rumble like in West Side Story outside of my comfy shed.
November 8, 2025 at 9:17 PM
The sharps and tools can rumble like in West Side Story outside of my comfy shed.
Okay, this made me laugh.
November 7, 2025 at 11:59 PM
Okay, this made me laugh.
I, too, have been known to eat a microwaved unseasoned beet for lunch at work. Kathy is perhaps my soul mate.
November 7, 2025 at 3:39 AM
I, too, have been known to eat a microwaved unseasoned beet for lunch at work. Kathy is perhaps my soul mate.
It needs to be done.
October 31, 2025 at 9:04 AM
It needs to be done.