BOMBA CALABRESE. Sorry, I can't say it in lowercase. It's just crushed peperoncini and oil. Yummmmm
I put it on pizza, in soup, curry, stew, I dip my cheeses and fingers in it.
Cholula for eggs but it's hard to find around here.
I'll be on the lookout for Valentina as it's been brought up often in this thread.
Ohhh, we play the bathrobe rope tie too! He likes to play fetch with crumbled receipts, hide my slippers, and sometimes work on adobe audition although sometimes it gets boring.
It’s not the absence of youth that makes women less beautiful.
It’s the absence of representation.
Men at 45: “distinguished.”
Women at 45: “expired.”
It’s not biology—it’s storytelling.
We don’t see ugly old men as ugly—we see them as powerful, confidant, sexy.
We don’t see aging women at all.
So the regional theocracy-for-hire ships missiles to the kleptocratic corpse dragging half the world down with it, aimed at the last place still bothering to resist. And the golf course messiah/antichrist? Dead silent, obviously.
are belong to us