Hello.
A woman who can only be called what she is, a food destroyer, wanted to come over.
The first thing that this female wants to do is set her purse on the food prep table.
This would not be so bad, except a woman takes her purse into the bathroom and sets it on the floor, but wait! there's more!
You can Smell that thing when she brings it!
To open it reminds me of a garbage truck.
She will open it, and pull out this matted mess of what she calls recipes.
Season to taste is totally lost on her, spices are sugar and salt!
She also carries this wooden spoon, in that filthy purse, her lucky purse.
Anyhow, I have decided that this is not what I want, to die is one thing but,,,,,,.
Bottom line is that miss emotions (daughter) is all upset and screaming on the front lawn.
So it is sex and botulism, and an upset belly as well as fried taste buds, or safety and sanity.
My only hope, it will start raining! ;)