I'll go right ahead and admit it: This one comes from way beyond the other side of the fence. If you think you can handle it, pull up a chair for a heapin' slice of demento loaf from the audio "kitchen of danger". The typical response to this seems to be: "What were you thinking?", and I still don't know...but thanks for wondering.
Now, where's that confounded spatula?
I can't think of a word it isn't even in the thesaurus I keep looking for a word but I never heard what occurred to be a good one for us I keep looking so absurd with my bedhair and my rooster tail she's a happy little bird and my chances of successful advances never fail
don't break this special mood to be two places at once ambrosia is my soul food I like it you want a bite? just let me cut you a piece so warm and tasty and light now, with her spatula she's such a delicious delight smooth and easy all night we slowly slip out of sight
I can't think of the word but I keep looking for a word oh, what the hell