fresh-picked mountain-field strawberries?
that's what's up.
sliced in the a.m.,
and set to steep in a sugary solution all afternoon?
c'mon.
we get busy with the after-dinner reward program up here.
what do y'all know about biscuits?
uh-huh.
double-sweet drop blops,
with beautifully browned-bottoms.
because without the cakey part,
you'd just have strawberry sugar bombs.
...which are dang good,
but not good enough, neighbors.
huh?
yeah.
there IS such a thing as vegan whipped cream.
right out of the magic icing-tip can and everything.
yes, duders.
we GOT they!
i only ever want to take dessert to eleven.
and we so did:
ferociously flavorful, for our faces.
we're on those made-from-scratch-type jauns.
little pleasures amid the big action.
we're up on that woodsly goodness-type
family togetherness participation and appreciation sh!t.
we doo-doo that kind of hottness.
it's what's up.
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thursday.
the calm before the long weekend weak-sauce.
there're cars coming up for miles in every direction.
there're A*-holes in all those cars on every seat.
there're dollars in the wallets in the pockets
of the pants on the A*s on the A*-holes in
every car lined up in every direction for miles and miles.
recognize,
my ninjas want to stick them for their papers-
y'know:
movie checks.
it's time to scoople up some sweet moolah, mutha-uckas.
taking advantage of tatzap-craving craven cretins?
yes.
we are ALL about that noise.
G.S.M.
Gimme Some Money.
that's the attitude we rep for the fourth, friends.
the whole valley is ready and set to go ahead and get that paper.
vacationers get got, son!
berserker barbarian battle-beast businessman?
believe it.
we're busy as F*,
and we're even bringing the sassy, sophisticated sisters with us.
startin' 'em early on that hard-style hustle, yo.
that,
and there's nobody available to help us out.
like i said,
the whole valley is on that grind, duders.
berfday presents don't come for free.
say goodbye to june,
say hello to july;
never quiet, never soft.....
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