It’s beer cheese, blue cheese any cheese’ll make a curd can’t say we ain’t cultured

Tue beautiful one and Podrick let this old man sleep in. At two times in the morning, I felt the bag of bricks that is Podrick lay down in my hand and then I was afraid to move, because he felt like he was comfortable.

It was a long shift yesterday. My coworker who doesn’t know how to set an alarm, once again was late. This time he was morning an hour late. He came in looking like he was about to cry. I told him his mom didn’t pick up – as the last time he was late, lick last Friday, I told him the next time he sleeps in, I was going to call his mother. I didn’t care, I knew someone was goi g to come in, I just didn’t know who.

So I got the paperwork ready. Then started to work on the coke truck. Sleeping beautiful comes in and pushes me out of doing the coke truck. Then I got some bad news about my dad, so my mood changed pretty quick.

But it’s a bright and sunny day here. In a few hours l, we’ll be heading over to Shady Acres to move as much crap from the basement upstairs so mom can go through it and decide what to keep.

Then, I plan on playing rollercoaster tycoon and I’ve been waiting all week for the pizza that’s in the freezer.

PIZZA

‘zaaaaaa