Indeed. A quick and horrific death if you try and steal mine. LOL
Lol
Thanks for the heads up.
At least you can’t say I didn’t warn you. 😀
ha ha!
😀
Duly noted. Lest I someday find myself in mortal danger in your presence, what are your feelings toward pies? And what kind of cakes (or pies) are most likely to get my arms ripped off should I try to remove them from your presence?
And have you asked Siri what zero divided by zero is? For some reason that seems to apply in my sick, demented brain.
The only pies I’m willing to go homicidal for are chocolate cream and coconut custard. As for cakes: chocolate (sinful and death by chocolate are my faves), italian cream (aka italian wedding cake), cheesecake (pretty much any kind), coconut, lemon-coconut, haas-gooey, and strawberry shortcake. Oh and my mother makes a cake — a white cake with a homemade hot-fudge sauce you pour over each individual slice, oh my god, to absolutely die for. There. Forewarned is forearmed.
And hey, just so you know — I did the Siri thing. Harsh. Really, really harsh.
Harsh, that Siri is harsh… Made me laugh though 😉
Right!?
The “clinical-minded” never take into consideration the various nuances of actual reality.
Musings from a Tangled Mind 
Death by chocolate.
Indeed. A quick and horrific death if you try and steal mine. LOL
Lol
Thanks for the heads up.
At least you can’t say I didn’t warn you. 😀
ha ha!
😀
Duly noted. Lest I someday find myself in mortal danger in your presence, what are your feelings toward pies? And what kind of cakes (or pies) are most likely to get my arms ripped off should I try to remove them from your presence?
And have you asked Siri what zero divided by zero is? For some reason that seems to apply in my sick, demented brain.
The only pies I’m willing to go homicidal for are chocolate cream and coconut custard. As for cakes: chocolate (sinful and death by chocolate are my faves), italian cream (aka italian wedding cake), cheesecake (pretty much any kind), coconut, lemon-coconut, haas-gooey, and strawberry shortcake. Oh and my mother makes a cake — a white cake with a homemade hot-fudge sauce you pour over each individual slice, oh my god, to absolutely die for. There. Forewarned is forearmed.
And hey, just so you know — I did the Siri thing. Harsh. Really, really harsh.
Harsh, that Siri is harsh… Made me laugh though 😉
Right!?
The “clinical-minded” never take into consideration the various nuances of actual reality.
Exactly.