Chockfulla. Not a word. Sue me.
We're having breakfast in two hours!
Seriously, he was thinking of pancakes as a little something to nibble on before breakfast!
We settled for coffee and juice. And chatting.
You read right: Blueberry. ::::sigh:::::
Enough of this.
Brunch was fun. Any time you get six queens together with food it's bound to be enjoyable. There was talk of all things gay: sex, pets.....not sex with pets, please...food, of course, Diana Ross--Thomas didn't know I'd danced with her and he wanted to touch me inappropriately--and IKEA.
This should have won: