Not sure why the peas need to be split but then again the recipe title wouldn’t make sense.
Hot saucy balls are the best.
Monkey like. Monkey eat.
Big giant balls can fill you up. Yep. I wrote that.
And still no pineapple on any pizza….
Turn the lights on first!
Huh? Heh?
You can show up but I just can’t.
Choose wisely, oh wise ones.
My autobiography is shaping up to be a book I might have to read.
In a town named twice (due to its founder’s stutter or hiccups, depending on who you ask), Tim has an unusual dream: he wants to be an otter. But in Bottom Bottom, where the mayor taxes question marks and the local bartender serves drinks to match your existential crisis, perhaps that’s not so strange after all.
“‘Otter Boy’ is a delightfully absurd tale that blends Vonnegut-esque social commentary with the whimsy of Douglas Adams, all while exploring what it means to find yourself in a universe as complicated as mismatched socks. Perfect for readers who love their existential crises served with a side of pierogi sushi and their philosophical revelations delivered by talking otters who prefer to keep their English-speaking abilities to themselves.” ~ Neb Jenkins