“He demanded a five-star performance while I had a 102-degree fever, so I served him a McVengeance on a silver platter. ππ
β¦was sitting at the head of our pristine, candlelit dining table in my thickest, most obnoxious hot-pink fleece bathrobe, a thermometer jutting from my mouth, and a family-sized box of …
“He demanded a five-star performance while I had a 102-degree fever, so I served him a McVengeance on a silver platter. ππ Read More