Yeah, blond roots! Natty, you are a pure beauty. I love you with all of my heart. I guess I'm a pure bred too. But being a pure bred doesn't make me a Godfather. There's no such thing as a godfather in Islam anyway. Nah, I'm just a regular guy. A Bill, Bob, Chuck or Joe.
I did buy a big block of cheese today for the Great Pizza Day! Well it's about a kilo, which is a big block to my budget. I have have all the basil I need too. But basil needs to be cleverly harvested, otherwise I will have withered or mottled leaves on Great Pizza Day. Timing is crucial! I also gave in to gluttony and bought a chicken for BBQ. I haven't cooked BBQ chicken in years! Not that I don't want to, but BBQ was making me bloated. I also scored a whole lot of free livers and giblets, because people don't know what to do with them. I don't eat the giblets, but the cats love them. I need to cook them up before they become rancid, so it looks like Lookie and Adolf Kitler are going to be porking out on giblets for the next few days.
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