If this blog were a book, you'd read it on the toilet.
Anything from Mr. Beef will do.
Enjoy my fair city.
Curtains?Awww... they're adorable.
Two tickets for opening day at Wrigley.
When I lived in that area when I was little there were these things called "cheese kisses".If they still make those I want some.
huh? where the hell are you going?
I can't believe I missed putting in my order!If you check in, I'd like a chicken parmagiana sandwich please--most any Italian restaurant makes a decent parm sandwich. And while you're in Chi-town, can you get me some moo-goo gai pan? I can freeze this stuff and eat it later... Thanks Chris. Tell me how much I owe you when you get back... And don't eat any of my chicken parm please! :)
I wonder if they sell hot injections at Mr. Beef?
Bring back some racy, blush-inducing stories.
Dirty, Boob Lady, & Lulu- Mission accomplished!Flannery- Mr. Beef sends his love.Dad- This is the year, right!?Amy- Never heard of 'em. What are they?Big Orange- C'mon, pay attention! And yes, hot beef injections are their specialty (don't tell the cops!)Zed- Again, I apologize.Beth- Alas, there were none. A first birthday is probably not a good source for racy stuff.
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