Pretty sure it's white chocolate. Tasteless, bland white chocolate.
“They had buried him under our elm tree, they said -- yet this was not totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart.”
― Willie Morris, My Dog Skip
I always think of this quote when I hear of a beloved pet passing. Gets to me every time. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Hint: That's Vonnegutian for "asshole"
"I think that this has contributed to a loss of priestly vocations. It requires a certain manly discipline to serve as an altar boy in service at the side of priest, and most priests have their first deep experiences of the liturgy as altar boys. If we are not training young men as altar boys, giving them an experience of serving God in the liturgy, we should not be surprised that vocations have fallen dramatically."
That paragraph is so full of double entendre, I can barely read it without laughing or throwing up!
Now that you mention it, I've never seen Rudy and Colonel Klink in the same place at the same time. Coincidence?
They could just as well throw all those theories out also too, because the RWNJs know that you get sick because you pissed off the babby Jeebus or because the sky zombie is really mysterious and stuff, not because of "germs". And we all know why you need to get glasses now don't we.
My cell phone was pooped out by a magical space donkey, and you can't say it wasn't because you weren't there when they put together my phone and there isn't any video showing my phone being constructed on an assembly line somewhere in China.
Makes about as much sense as this nit-wit.
The homophobes can suck my non-existent dick, because I'm a lady. Here's the best description of "family" that I've ever come across, delivered by a man in drag no less (with some minor editing):
"There are all sorts of different families...Some families have one mommy, some families have one daddy, or two daddies. And some children live with their uncle or aunt. Some live with their grandparents, and some children live with foster parents. And some live in separate homes, in separate neighborhoods, in different areas of the country - and they may not see each other for days, or weeks, months... even years at a time. But if there's love, dear... those are the ties that bind, and you'll have a family in your heart, forever."
I used to do this too, but I haz the lazy and so I'd just take a pound of hamberger, a box of mac and cheese and half a jar of spegtti sauce.
Then you don't have to buy any extra cedar cheese and whatnot, and you will have money left over to buy 2 pacs a peace cigs. Oh, and cakes we like for desert.