imagining mother 3 chapters as yearly serial releases and laughing at what people would've said when for an entire chapter you were playing a monkey flinging dung around and dancing and then you had to wait 2 years for the next one
Every time I visit my parent’s church I’m gagged by the body + blood coffee creamer style communion combo. So smart. Like when big yogurt put toppings inside the lid. They should do this with soups and sandwiches. Or teddy grahams and gas station cappuccinos (specific to me)