people who think theyre gross have never roasted them. boiled ones do taste like rotten farts, and that what most people knowThis is why you can't have nice turds.
Brussels are awesome. Had them day before yesterday.
people who think theyre gross have never roasted them. boiled ones do taste like rotten farts, and that what most people knowThis is why you can't have nice turds.
Brussels are awesome. Had them day before yesterday.
roasted w/balsamic vinegar makes them taste like chewy bits of heaven.people who think theyre gross have never roasted them. boiled ones do taste like rotten farts, and that what most people know
5 times longer and diverticulitis shaped.type 4?
sometimes we roast them and then toss them with bacon and a wee taste of mae syruproasted w/balsamic vinegar makes them taste like chewy bits of heaven.
not really... I have diverticulitis and a fuct up colon. this is my normKarma
Turds or assholes? ewww, gross. Then again - lemme try one.sometimes we roast them and then toss them with bacon and a wee taste of mae syrup
Had a near miss like that the other day, had to tuck-point my crack with a handful of kleenex before moving.I normally hate milk but I had An Cookie last night before bed and for whatever reason felt like I needed some milk to wash it down, so my lactose intolerant ass is paying for it this morning - bless my seasoned rectal vault for at least waiting until I woke up to allow my colon to begin it's reign of terror.
my alarm went off at 7, as per usual, and I normally snooze it once or twice, but as soon as my eyes opened I knew today would NOT be a snooze day. BUT - Jason leaves for work around 7-7:10, so he was still home. I got the kiddo up and we made it downstairs by about 7:05, Jason finished up, said goodbye, and left, and I ran to the basement toilet in the laundry room bc I didn't have the time or energy to get that baby into the pack and play to contain her, nor to get upstairs to either of the other two legitimate bathrooms, so best I can do is the toilet where I can leave the door open and still see she's on the couch. she's chill, eating her fiber pouch & watching Cocomelon, so I begin to unleash The Evil Within.Had a near miss like that the other day, had to tuck-point my crack with a handful of kleenex before moving.
"SHeet maaahn, the sheets are still clean!"
RAINING MUDI normally hate milk but I had An Cookie last night before bed and for whatever reason felt like I needed some milk to wash it down, so my lactose intolerant ass is paying for it this morning - bless my seasoned rectal vault for at least waiting until I woke up to allow my colon to begin its reign of terror.