No. [ that's too much, she can imagine her poor body violently expelling greasy eggs and it makes her stomach turn over just thinking about it. ] No eggs for me.
[ he can have as many as he'd like, however. ]
What is... Chilaquiles? [ butter cream caramel is next, gently setting the remaining half of the other back into it's slot. ]
no subject
[ he can have as many as he'd like, however. ]
What is... Chilaquiles? [ butter cream caramel is next, gently setting the remaining half of the other back into it's slot. ]