Flaky
… and Grace’s stomach grew four sizes that day…
Yes, Randie, … it’s a Christmas miracle… Grace said something that was nice (expletive-ridden… but nice).
… and Grace’s stomach grew four sizes that day…
Yes, Randie, … it’s a Christmas miracle… Grace said something that was nice (expletive-ridden… but nice).
I can totally respect Grace for having an appreciation for fine croissants! Mmmmm.
I’ll take Grace over Carol any ol’ day.
“Holy Crap, They’re Frickin’ Amazing!” — paraphrased. With Grace being Grace, a nice comment from her includes both cursing and cussing.
And so it is Saturday 12-22-12 and the “prophesized” Friday doomsday has come and gone without so much as a hiccup. It’s making me think that there will be no fall-out at the art mart either. Sort of like every episode of Star Trek TNG. There would be a long build up to a seemingly unstoppable destructive catastophe, and then in the closing minutes the danger would just go away and everything would go back to normal.
What’s more flaky, Carol or Grace’s croissant?
hmmm…about my comment yesterday…it seems i’m not such a good judge of character after all…midge does have the “death of the party” genes…
and, thank you, grace…another angel got its wings.
Micki… butter or no butter?
EofO… I think many share your sentiments.
stick… I love the media. They make such a big thing out of EVERYthing. And they take a sad story and beat it to death. Where’s all the good in the world? How come you can’t beat that to death?
… Carol…. super Flake.
Fire… Ha… Midge, doesn’t agree with Mouse’s decision to NOT tell the staff about things. Blurter!