Pepperony
Oof. You word-kneed me right in the huevos. Lets stick with helping the two non-bioligical teenagers for college, and funding up the kindergartner and the grown up kiddo who is really into space people.
Don't you diss the Cinco de Mayo Taco Truck. They have a pic of me in my suit on the ordering window. I'm a taco truck celeb.
Ok, wait. Which place was it? The Italian or the Nouveau French place? That place we got stuff from last time was wah-wah. No bueno.
I asked him for a Tums and he was popping the last one in the container into his mouth so that worked giving it to the other guy who is stressed like me. I've seen Happy's echo-cardiogram and it looked like a seismic chart. It's ok, though! Bruce is gonna write me an RX for antacids. No more complaints about making stinkies in the middle of the night. 👍