If God didn’t want us to eat the animals, He wouldn’t have made them so tasty.
It felt like life had thrown a pie right in my face. And that pie was full of bricks.
I’ve never done this before. I didn’t go to human bars. Mudslides aside, I’m not much of a drinker. Club people are not my people. Now, book-club people –.
You will treat my underwear with the reverence it deserves. Next time, you will stop and appreciate – hell, you’ll marvel at the miracle of my ass clad in silk.