A touching tribute to a fallen fruit; bruised but unbowed. And, as always, everyone knows that the best thing about her is her bread, although she was no stranger to a good sandwich. Stolen from Defamer.
A touching tribute to a fallen fruit; bruised but unbowed. And, as always, everyone knows that the best thing about her is her bread, although she was no stranger to a good sandwich. Stolen from Defamer.
This leaves me with mixed emotions. Am I supposed to laugh, or cry?
Now you know why people get shitfaced at an Irish wake. Elsabeth Kubler-Ross would be proud.