Pun of the day:
i ran out of pun lately because my brain was pun-ctured, Sorry. 😐
Whoa can you believe it? A seven year old cupcake gave this 21-year-old vintage cheese homework to do!
Misha Pie tagged me and i’m supposed to write 8 random facts about myself. That’s my homework. -_-
Whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute, since when has the world turned upside down?!? I might as well ask Cheddie to cook me Mac&Cheese for breakfast.
I hate tags! These.. these.. these… Meme! (Erm, Memes?) Uhm, whatever you call them! I never do them! I just blissfully ignore them! Who sets the rules that people who get tagged must meme it!? If not then how? Will i slip upon a slice of oreo cheesecake, fall onto a barbecue grill, have grilled mozzarella stuck on both by eyes, then mis-step and drown in a pot of boiling Gorgonzola fondue?
