CAN'T STOP BAKING

Here's something I made earlier...

Sigh

Hibernation is imminent

If ya know me I will be eating your food, laying on your couch and forcing the Family Guy box set on you. Simultaneously

Can You Feel It?

I have become a new aged hippie.

I keep burning incense and wearing gypsy vintage dresses while swaying to Roy Ayers in my Gazebo. My wrath is not one to be fucked with. It's deep.Three people should of got a cussing of their life time from me this week, instead I brushed it off.

My usually ranting of profanity has been watered down to what sounds like mild tourette's

All fused by N.E.R.D's Love Bomb

The naughties nostalgia.


When you lose someone, you have a new way of thinking

I plan to start as I mean to end


Well.

Let's see how long this will last

Peace

IT'S THE TAKEOVER! WE DO THIS!

HOT..can I see your gun?

CANCER IS A BITCHTHAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY...

I aint complaining

...Really I'm not.


Something has happened on my return from JA

I felt there was alot more effort in Lycra.

Mmmm.

Had I put on weight? No. But something really good had happened the junk had returned in the trunk. I was walking with my neck crooked behind me puzzled because it was so much more effort to carry off my normal stride.

Could the countless festivals and cornmeal and peanut porridge have kicked in, in such a short space of time? It seemed so. After reviewing some holiday pics my co'd and I gave each other a bug eyed stare at some of the beach shots. ' where the hell did that come from!'A few months back my diet had changed due to bad habits of cheap chicken shop food and lazy cooking in the evenings. Thus had deflated the gluteus maximus

Now with my cooking regime back on track I want to see how far I can take it...

Buffy levels?


Mmmm. Not sure how I would cope with a 48 inch ass. There is no way your ass should be 30 times bigger than your head right?