It’s that time of year, when bitches will go crazy, you will end up bringing your therapeutic Christmas Tree to Butler, and you might say something like:
“I cried yesterday because I got the wrong cream cheese in Ferris.”
Paula Deen has never led Bwog astray, so we recommend butter. And tips.
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@CC16 Seriously, my heart sinks when they don’t have my veggie cream cheese! I guess that’s what one would call a first world problem.
@for SCIENCE! The question is: would you rather give up the wrong kind of cream cheese or the wrong kind of oral sex?
@Anonymous Relatedly, would you rather give up the wrong kind of cheese in exchange for the right kind of oral sex, or the wrong kind of oral sex in exchange for the right kind of cheese?