Now, as a gay, I have met my share of bitter old queens in my time.
But what bitter old queen typed this into Google?
“may your marinara sauce never cling to your pasta”
Its like a gay version of Mercutio in Romeo and Juliet. Rather than “a plague on both your houses”, I hope your pasta and sauce never marry and make a taste sensation.
Oooooh. Get her!
But welcome to my world of Ina reflection. It was the dog’s birthday again yesterday. Potato salad and a tray bake. I must admit, I could easily make up any old reason to have a shindig. But that is a heck of an excuse.
Right back to work for me. Everyone in my office has discovered my blog.
Im waving ladies and gents!! And yes, this is being typed during my lunch hour, you cheeky mares!!!