I love spending my weekends with you, laying lazily in your futon like and cuddling like kitty cats in the sun. Maybe instead of mass producing burritos we can mass produce kisses.
I love you, you crazy, singing fool. —Duchess Gummeh Buns
This article appears in May 31 – Jun 6, 2012.


Careful, even just ginger-beards have no souls
also from experience, their breath always smells like ranch dressing
Also, the fouton is not attractive…
they have those non-washable cusions …I assume full of nut stains
Methinks the air around that futon might be thick & hazy, especially if they are mass producing burritos. :s
“I assume full of nut stains”
I would think the OB’s sign-off of “Gummeh Buns” would be a dead giveaway. lol (ewwwww) She may as well just have signed it “Lady Jizzy Cheeks”
And I agree with Kontee’s assessment of the situation.