Last night Mr. G and I went over to Miss. G.L.'s spot for some home cookin'. Momma L. was in town doing it in the kitchen with the frying pan and masher making up some fried chicken and taters. Now even though I eat neither of those, fret not, for I did not starve. I had "my share" of homemade peach cobbler. With vanilla s'cream.
Fat kidding it out while watching CLUE? Umm, this be good!
