Proof that your esteemed blogger is a 12-year-old boy at heart.
My breakfast this morning:
What may appear to be an unassuming bagel with blackberry jam, accompanied by two darling clementines is actually…
Boobies, boobies, boobies, boobies.
Maybe I’ll crochet them a little bra, and use the little bra to carry clementines in my lunch to work. ‘Cause that’s not weird at all, right? RIGHT?!