It’s mornings like this that convince me that surely we have a benevolent, and loving God. Well, mornings like this and Nutella. Only a loving God could give us Nutella.
It’s mornings like this that convince me that surely we have a benevolent, and loving God. Well, mornings like this and Nutella. Only a loving God could give us Nutella.
Okay, when I was reading your tags it actually took me five minutes to figure out that you were spelling Mississippi and not complaining in some weird baby pig latin language that you had to pee.
Hooray! Someone reads the tags!
I find that tags are like the searchlight in the darkness that is the internet. Or in my case, the really clever ones just confuse me